Siuan sat down on the cot slowly, back very straight, hands very still on her knees. Without a pause Dobraine drew his men aside and began forming them up a little down the slope, helmeted and gauntleted in precise ranks, lances raised to the same angle. A ship in mid-river was a vulnerable place to be if one of the Forsaken decided to strike. These bubbles of evil—that was what Rand called them, what Moiraine had—burst where and when they chose, and there did not seem to be anything even Rand could do to stop them.
Ripples of motion ran everywhere, spears hefted, arrows nocked. At least they washed the cups out582A CROWN OF SWORDSfor each new patron. Suddenly, when he hoisted himself up onto the narrow coping along the face of one of the big houses, she was , not there anymore. Well, it would be bad enough back in their rooms.
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