That man hit Min, knocked her down. Loial's ears lifted a little. Light, let it be over by now. Lighting a lantern, hanging in its swivel from the overhead, he studied the sealed document, turning it as if he could read what was inside without opening it.
Muttering glumly to himself, he took Spray into the harbor, shepherded by her great Seanchan watchdog. I've nothing to do with your Great Game. Why was Rand in Cairhien? Why had an Andoran lord taken him, a gleeman, aside? Too many questions. Her lip curled in a sneer; even that was beautiful.
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