But Light, wouldn't it he sweet, just for a minute, if she said she wanted to? She gets muley stubborn if she thinks I'm trying to tell her what to do, but I can still protect her from that. Where are we? What's happened? Where is everybody? Where are we, Lord Rand? He sank to his knees, wringing his hands, but his eyes still darted. The glow still filled them all. Almost under her breath, Elayne murmured, And you tell me to be careful.
Nynaeve shivered. Wolves' names were always complex images. Silly men don't talk about whose name they're putting in the box beforehand; I suppose every man who voted for Cenn thought he was the only one whose wife had badgered him into it. She sighed, remembering that she would be in Tar Valon for the next Sunday, not Emond's Field.
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