What we do, Siuan, is what must be done. He is unconscious, and he's as cold as ice. Are you ill, Nynaeve? she asked anxiously. Moiraine was conscious of Leane standing to one side, quiet as always in the presence of the Amyrlin.
Never to her, at least. I've never been to Cairhien. And no wonder. The Seanchan left most of their horses behind.
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