Rand felt a momentary surprise. Again Lan seemed to read his mind. I did go to the infirmary, Perrin. It doesn't matter, I suppose, he said dully.
One for each Ajah, he said. I did not mean it, Perrin. Next came trumpeters, long, shining horns raised, still calling the flourish. The people left, finally, and then the city was hauled away, stone by stone.
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