Barely able to channel, she is also the oldest living Wise One, though not by as much as many think. In many ways, that frightened him most of all. And Egwene al'Vere, who in many eyes should still have been a novice? A figurehead, easily directed, a child who had grown up in the same village with Rand al'Thor. He'll insist on bringing those soldiers of his like a feastday parade.
He had considered weaving a ward against listeners, but a ward could be detected by anyone searching, man o Unbidden, he found himself humming a snatch of She Dazzles My Eyes and Clouds My Mind. The sun stood almost halfway to its crest, now. Nynaeve's face was still crimson, and she looked about to pull her braid out slowly by the roots, yet she held her tongue.
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