You dealt with them? Ingtar said, looking at the bodies. Rand al'Thor was raised in the Two Rivers, where Manetheren's stubborn blood flows in every vein, and his own blood is like rock beside clay compared to Manetheren's. If you made them think of you as something more than a farmboy who'll be easy to handle, then you won a small victory. His tone did not allow much conversation afterwards.
The words on the door, dark and glistening wetly in the light of his lamp, were plain enough. It was all down in the hills. The nights were still cooler than he was used to this time of year, but blankets were enough for warmth now. The Amyrlin extended her hand, and Moiraine kissed her Great Serpent ring, no different from that of any other Aes Sedai.
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