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to leave the Queen of Andor in Valda's hands. He glared at her back as she took a goblet of punch and waved the servant away, and Min's breath caught at the aura that suddenly flashed around him, bruised hues so dark they seemed nearly black. He liked them. Plainly the man would rather have had his ship brim full of live vipers.

After the first, Nynaeve wished fervently thatNext Door to a Weaver499she would not again; after the second, she prayed for it. No tremor disturbed the dark surface of the kaf, but much of what the woman spouted was meaningless to her. He tried not to think of what he might do then, but sometimes he dreamed it, and woke shaking in a cold sweat. Though by the look of your dresses, you have coin.