You were fifty paces ahead of me, and then fifty paces behind, sinking. He managed to look down his nose at her face. Caemlyn lay not many miles away, hidden behind the trees, and the Black Tower not much farther,' but Taim would not know of this unless he had a spy watching. A thousand armed men, heading somewhere in a hurry, with a purpose.
Maybe it was. For hiding one of the Forsaken from justice, she thought grimly, /'// be lucky if they just stick me back with the Accepted. Turning back to the battle, she found the balance changing, and in her favor it appeared. She did not seem to have any other voice.
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