South again. I have seen the Daughter-Heir, and I know. You did not have to come, Egwene reminded her. His tone said that he would not miss it if the chance never came, that he had not been excited to any comment, but his eyes slid a fraction before he caught them, to Ingtar and Loial, and to Verin.
They like to pretend the war never happened, or at least that they won it. She browbeats you into doing what she wants. Verin and Ingtar were standing together, and thus also alone. The other had red panels bearing forked, silver lightning bolts on the breast of her blue dress and on the sides of her skirts, which ended short of the ankles of her boots.
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