It was not as if she, Nynaeve, felt these things, but in her head was a lump of sensations that she knew belonged to the sul'dam. Just because there was no ambush here doesn't mean there will not be one when we are split by the river. The balding man looked at Rand's sword, too, and pursed his lips for an instant. Egwene will be all right.
I don't know where Rand or the others went, Ingtar, but Padan Fain and the Trollocs - and I guess the rest of the Darkfriends - are still heading south. Min said dryly. It was put forward in the Hall that you should be sent into retreat for contemplation. As if we were alone, the thought came.
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