Hurriedly rolling from her pallet, she knelt and put her face to the bare stone floor. Ispan was the last companion she would have chosen for herself. Aes Sedai to her toe-nails. Or Mat; Mat was in that tangle, too, another ta'veren, though neither of them as strongly as Rand.
He had watched Elayne walk away with his heart sinking, watched Aviendha go with his stomach in knots. Reluctance twisted his features; perhaps even Asha'man worried at being too near Rand. Siuan also was studying Bryne—the mare made much easier going when she forgot to saw at the reins or dig her heels in at just the wrong moment. Smiling, he took Janira's head between his hands and twisted sharply.
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