Go, Loial. Even the children took on sharper looks in his mind's eye. Fain still has that dagger, so I'm going. Please, return to the women's apartments.
A number of Ogier women were watching him, from white-haired grandmothers to daughters Erith's age, a knot of them talking among themselves but with all eyes on him. He was running for the house before anyone else could move. Verin's voice grew brisker. Hastily she removed her clothes, her shoes and stockings.
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