e Black Ajah doesn't know? Do you see why it has to be done now? Renaile's sniff would have startled geese in the next room. They are a handful. Nobody paid her any mind. Such as, perhaps, the wife of a man who was Rand's friend.
From several directions he could hear distant shouts, the faint clash of metal. He wished she were with him, instead of snugged in her bed. Two carefully folded sheets of parchment sat neatly atop the writing table, each sealed with wax and each bearing the words Sealed to the Flame. Breath left when he hit the floor in a small cloud of dust.
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