These are friends, Nynaeve began, her back stiffening, but Elayne broke in on her. First keeping Hurin's spirits up, and then trying to impress Selene. Some of the leaves had already begun to turn, and even the small swathes of orange and yellow and red among the green seemed to Egwene to be exactly the way autumn foliage should look. Surely that would have been enough to wash away what I have been, and done.
I suppose. The Shienaran played with a slashing, daring style. She scooted to the corner and peered cautiously around the edge of the building. The heavy purse burning his pocket and pride was not the only reason for his mood, nor even the nobles' contempt.
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