Did Bir-gitte tell you about the note that was stuffed in my coat? I'm sure I told her. for years, at the Black Tower it is expected that a certain number of Asha'man Soldiers will die or be burned out attempting to learn. She combed that silky black hair into place with her fingers, adjusted the braided leather band that held it. The rewards of friendship with the White Tower are great.
Promise me? They passed unreadable looks back and forth. Elaida's plans were already working among the rebels. She was garbed for travel, with a thin dust-cloak hanging down her back and red gloves that matched the boots peeking out beneath the dark narrow riding skirts she favored. She thought she could.
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