Having fancies like I'm addled already, he muttered. Above some trees in the far distance he could just make out black specks whirling low, dropping then rising again. There are Darkfriends here, but they are in Falme, not on the plain. I do not know where she is, and I do not care.
Who else could give such an order, Rand al'Thor? Of course, it was Uno who passed it to me, but whose order could it have been? Masema's eyes, fixed on Rand's face, did not blink. I don't know that any man is worth this. Nynaeve told herself that she would take a turn riding behind and not complain if Elayne put the horse to a gallop, but for the most part she ignored the gasps of the woman bouncing behind her. Is he well? Rand gave a start.
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