Anyway, it was that much longer outside the bloody Tarasin Palace. This is beyond me, Elayne muttered. In the Red quarters, the mood was even worse, the air thicker. Reluctance twisted his features; perhaps even Asha'man worried at being too near Rand.
It made no sense. But Rand, I keep feeling there is something important, if I could only pick it out. There was no attempt to stop them. Every time he looked at the mare prancing along behind him, his wife's face swelled in his thoughts, her bold nose and generous mouth, flashing dark eyes tilted above high cheekbones.
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