Merilille's eyes flickered past him toward Nynaeve and Elayne for one instant. Elayne reached for it, but Nynaeve laid fingers on her wrist. Her fingers brushed her belt pouch, where his heavy gold signet ring lay wrapped in a silk handkerchief. Andor had too strong a history of opposing the Children of the Light.
She had remained in the shadows the whole time, in a corner, with a small ward woven so she could not hear. Otherwise they would all be back with the spears and the other Wise Ones, eating hard bread and dried meat. It seems she has a personal enmity toward Nynaeve, although Nynaeve managed to avoid telling me why. But it had to be done quietly, in some way so that even the Hall would want silence.
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