Verin glanced at Perrin, and he shifted uneasily. Liandrin paused to adjust her red-fringed shawl, eyeing them. She doesn't know that. The Wheel weaves as the Wheel wills, and you and I were chosen for this by the Pattern.
Except that now he knew what to look for, the puppet moved its legs too naturally, and the snouted head rose to sniff the air without anyone lifting a pole. That is what I will try to help you with tonight, and what a sister will help you with every night until we put you into Sheriam's most capable hands. That young man . And she can read things about you from them, though I'm not sure she always tells the truth.
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