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Or you, Elayne. The one-eyed man exchanged small nods with Ingtar before taking his men to join the other escorts, where ale had been provided and a whole ox was roasting on a spit by a big fire. Most did not even bother to look at who had bumped past them. Nynaeve rose smoothly to her feet.

I would not mind a Domani dress - though Mother would surely have a fit if she ever found out I'd worn on Nisura, Lady (nih-SOO-rah): A Shienaran noblewoman, and one of the Lady Amalisa's attendants. He knew an urge to assume the void, to be where he could reach saidin if he needed to. You have done well.