tion is not whether I will be Lord Captain Commander when the sun sets today, but who will guide the Hand of the Light in its digging for truth. Half of them had • been among the Wise Ones who captured her with such scornful ease. Not of city or river or forests, though. None, as of this morning, she said impatiently.
Some will kill, or destroy the ability to channel of any woman who uses them. But you remained, she said, turning quickly. Kaf for the High Lady and her guest! One of the women in diaphanous robes, the eldest but still young, leaped gracefully to her feet. Twenty-five years gone and more, as soon as it became clear that Morgase Trakand would gain the throne in the Succession, Elaida had fastened herself to the girl, as she was then.
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