What good to tell him he would almost certainly fail without a woman who was dead and gone? He became bleak too easily as it was. He was almost disappointed to discover that the chamber pot under the bed was only plain white pottery. She made some sort of small gesture, too. She meant to continue with no more than bruises, and as few bruises as possible, for as long as she could manage.
The clan chief of the Goshien Aiel was not young—no clan chief was— and there was gray in his dark reddish hair, but anyone who thought him soft with age was in for a sad surprise. Kiruna and Bera were staring, faces entirely too thoughtful. Her head was going to burst. Min certainly did.
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