We are to talk, you said. Merana felt ill. You must believe me. She would at least show these women she would not be.
There were always a thousand rumors in any city, if you listened, and he was forced to listen to snatches of all of them, it seemed. And you heard her threaten us. I need something to eat, if I'm going to see the Sea Folk. Adjusting her dress—she really had gone before the woman was quite finished—Egwene's fingers found a small linen bag, the strings tucked behind her belt.
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