Sullenly, Nynaeve let herself be herded down to the front door. Her eyes held his, expression never altering a hair, and her voice stayed firm and cool, but as she spoke, her fingers stroked his other cheek. He glanced at Merana as though she had the answer, and shifted his shoulders uncomfortably. I could not— Another long, hopeless breath.
Deira's mouth thinned. You are his lover? Caraline asked. But tales have come north of Acs Sedai with an army somewhere in Murandy, or maybe Altara. ardly do her own laundry or mend her own shifts, but she could have managed splendidly with Chesa alone.
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