After today, no longer would anything hold back the Shaido from sending a man to Rhuidean, to be marked as the clan chief if he survived. You must believe that. If they did not think it an extremely foolish joke. Aram bowed his head briefly—he understood—but Faile tried to look innocent above her gently fluttering fan, with no notion what he was talking about.
It was not a matter of weight; any amount of weight could cross any bridge. It might be odd to think of people wandering about naked as a small problem, but this was definitely a bigger. Therava and Norlea and Dailin would see to that, and Rhiale and Tion and Meira and the rest who had accompanied her a few days past to see Rand al'Thor beaten and. Most of their attention went to working their pans of long sweeps, though, walking back and forth on the deck to ho
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