I could not— Another long, hopeless breath. Ships of all sizes lay anchored in the river, and some tied to the docks of the far bank, where the granaries were; a few vessels moved under sail or long sweeps. I don't understand any of this. Not too coolly, but razor-sharp anger and spiky jealousy still threaded through the clean scent of her and her herbal soap.
Some of the Acs Sedai turned their heads. None made a move toward him, though. Instead, she licked her lips as though they were suddenly very~dry7 Mother, you have to understand why I did it, why we did it. Feraighin? My wife, Faile, is she well? She gave him a half-distracted stare, then visibly pulled together the tatters of her poise.
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