Three others of his men had already been killed, one each time he refused a commission that would take him east. Egwene and the others fell silent. The bells fell silent, unmasking the shouts of men, but he could not make out what they were calling. An Aes Sedai's life is not easy.
At least Egwene is safe, in the White Tower. I think all you have to do is stop being . On the wharf a delegation greeted the Amyrlin-shawled Aes Sedai, bowing formally, kissing the Amyrlin's ring. But there were simpler weapons, too, for those who would face Myrddraal, and worse things the Dreadlords made, blade to blade.
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