Nobody should have to live that way. Some sat, some stood, some squatted on their heels, each by herself, and all happenstance. Her difficulty meeting Egwene's gaze was obvious. She felt pride that Aviendha had not asked to come along here, had in fact been surprised at the suggestion.
And the wind from the south had cleared the scent of death from his nostrils, a scent that reminded him where he was supposed to be, the last place he wanted to be. She also protests her true innocence; her invalid mother would have died, and she herself, had Lord Maringil not. The whole camp was taking advantage of the halt. Whatever you say or do, they will believe you wear an Aes Sedai halter.
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