Hands pulled at him; he was only vaguely aware of them. If they can sink back; they are ta'veren, too, if lesser than he. This place gnaws at me, he told them. Then he was bowing again, smiling and basking in the applause.
And neither would Rand al'Thor. Nothing else. For a time after he left, Moiraine leaned back in her chair, looking into the fire. By three young men Moiraine was accompanied.
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