At the top, all split again, into the leafy brush that gave them their name. You don't have to put up a sign saying 'here I am,' either. He shrugged uncomfortably. We had a plan! A plan, Moiraine! Locate the boy and bring him to Tar Valon, where we could hide him, keep him safe and guide him.
She went over the little she knew of Rand's one meeting with the Daughter-Heir, reassuring herself: Elayne could not possibly know that Rand could channel. I will not take it. Well, that is for another time. Forgive me, but I have to trust my own senses before some words scrawled by a Trolloc .
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