With a smile, Elaida left the window, smoothing her red-slashed dress of cream silk and adjusting the broad, striped stole of the Amyrlin Seat on her shoulders. The Myrddraal moved from the deeper shadows, becoming visible. What are we going to do, Perrin? It is wrong holding Acs Sedai against their will, wrong and wrongheaded, too. So easy to forget that, erratic and infrequent; it had been so long since the last Foretelling that the very unpredictability made it strike like a thunderbolt.
The Great Lord re-Warded success, but she would not be pulled down if Sammael failed. His colors were black and red, he said, and she would wear them while she served him. Aviendha's cheeks reddened, but at least Elayne did not say aloud that she had jumped like a rabbit at the sound of her318A CROWN OF SWORDSvoice. Perrin gave a start and directed a warning glance at Sulin and Nandera, but Min laughed softly.
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