Rash, he muttered. Was someone. He twisted to look at the Ogier. He has what you seek, and if you want it, you must follow.
Hurin blinked. She tossed them aside and donned the sul'dam's dress. Nynaeve seized the silver metal leash right where it joined the collar, and pulled the woman up enough to look her in the eyes. They had a curious way of moving, in some manner blending a careful deliberateness with an almost childlike carefree joyfulness.
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