The Great Lord delighted in setting his servants one against another, to see who was stronger. For days it had come on almost with the morningThe Festival of Birds607and faded with the sun, and for days she had fought— And Sulin, with a dozen more Maidens. Elayne's chin set stubbornly, but then she sighed and gave a small nod.
Berowin sniffed loudly, but her reply was barely audible. He shrugged. Myrelle tried another protest, but Egwene just thrust out her right hand with the ring, and Myrelle's knees folded in jerks. It is—it is my right.
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