Rand sat his stallion with the other men; he had no desire for any closer look at a place where Trollocs and Darkfriends had camped. I am here, Min said carefully, because I was sent for, and was given the choice between riding and coming tied in a sack. From the tower top, Rand had a clear view across the chimneys and roofs to the forest. Only the early risers were already out of doors, their breath making steam in the morning cold.
But you will get what you deserve. This time the Wheel will be broken whatever you do, and the world remade to a new mold. They folded forward almost peacefully, heads to the floor as if bowing deeply to their lord. Moiraine shifted to Mat, but here she only touched him for a moment before drawing back.
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