Closed sedan chairs, some with small pennants bearing the sigil of a House, moved with deliberateness, and carriages rolled down the streets slowly. Elayne was forcing a semblance of gaiety, Min was hardly paying attention, and Nynaeve looked as if she wanted to warn them again. He spread gauntleted hands. Be at ease, she told him.
Elayne was picking straw out of her hair. Rand had indeed seen Lan put himself in harm's way seemingly without regard for his own safety, but far beyond his own life and safety he held those of Moiraine, the Aes Sedai who held his bond. ? She could not think of a way to say it with so many streaming by, but Elayne understood. Tricksome and scheming, Barin was, like every man I've ever known, Cairhienin most of all.
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