He could feel the link between himself and saidin, like a river in flood, between himself and the pure fire blazing in the heart of the Black Wind, a raging cataract. The grave diggers began shoveling earth into the graves with no more ado. Women went in and out of a house across the street, women linked by silver leashes, but he ignored them. I'll send letters to Morgase, and command an escort.
Her eyes traveled around the towers overlooking the courtyard, and the ramparts and archers' balconies, still jammed with people, though silent now. Rand followed. No Aes Sedai. The Amyrlin came on deck before the shore lines were tied off, but dockworkers ran a gangplank aboard as soon as she appeared.
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