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When she h, Nynaeve just muttered, "About ti to teach a woman who thinks she knows more than her teacher Those who have a chance at a shaill still want it, and for the rest, I don’t see why they shouldn’t grow so Nynaeve’s corown backbone; Su weaves as "clu to have apoplexy on the spot "In any case, there’s no need to tell Egwene about this If she’s there Any of it She has enough on her plate" Without doubt, "any of it" referred to Merilille and the Windfinders

They were in their shifts, seated on their bed on the second floor of The Neith the twistedring drea about their necks, Elayne’s on a si on a narrow golden chain Aviendha and Birgitte, still fully dressed, sat on two of their clothing chests Standing guard, they called it, until she and Nynaeve returned from the World of Dreams Both wore their cloaks until they could climb under the blankets The Neas definitely not new; cracks spidered across the plastered walls, and unfortunate drafts crept in everywhere

The room itself was small, and the chests and stacked bundles left room for little beyond the bed and washstand Elayne knew she had to present herself properly in Caes on pack animals when most others had to make do hat they could carry on their backs Nynaeve certainly never showed any regrets over her chests They had been sixteen days on the road, the full moon outside the narro shone on a white blanket of snow that wouldtoht another week to Caeh sense not to remind her," she told Nynaeve "I don’t wantit They had not been in Tel’aran’rhiod since infor the estate, that the Bowl had been used Reluctantly, they also had told her of the bargain they had been forced into with the Sea Folk, and found the the Amyrlin Seat with the striped stole on her shoulders Elayne kneas necessary and right -- a Queen’s closest friend a her subjects knew she was the Queen as well as a friend, had to know -- but she had not enjoyed her friend telling them in a heated voice that they had behaved like witless loobies who ht ruin down on all their heads Especially when she herself agreed She had not liked hearing that the only reason Egwene did not set them both a penance that would curl their hair was that she could not afford to have theh; when she sat on the Lion Throne, she would still be Aes Sedai, and subject to the laws and rules and custoive her land to the White Tower -- but for herself So, unpleasant as it had been, she accepted her castigation calmly Nynaeve had writhed and stammered with eized so profusely that Elayne hardly believed it was the sawene had re pardon for their ht could not be pleasant or comfortable if she was there

But when they dreamed themselves into the Salidar of Tel’aran’rhiod, into the room in the Little Tower that had been called the An she had visited since their hly scratched on a beetleriddled wall panel, as if by an idle hand that did not want to spend the effort to carve deeply

STAY IN CAEMLYN

And a few feet away:

KEEP SILENT AND BE CAREFUL

Those had been Egwene’s final instructions to them Go to Caemlyn, and stay there until she could puzzle out how to keep the Hall fro them into a barrel A re saidar, Elayne channeled to leave her own ly scratched on the heavy table that had been Egwene’s writing desk Inverting the weave and tying it off ers across the numerals would realize they were not really there Perhaps it would not take fifteen days to reach Caemlyn, but more than a week, she was certain

Nynaeve strode to theand peered out both ways, careful not to put her head out through the open case world, a full h the air did not feel cold No one else should be there except them, and if anyone was, it was so trouble with her plans," she muttered

"She told us not to mention those even to each other, Nynaeve ‘A secret spoken finds wings’ " That had been another of Lini’s ri down the narrow alley "It’s different for you I tended her as a child, changed her swaddling, smacked her bottom a tiers It’s hard"

Elayne could not help herself She snapped her fingers

Nynaeve spun so fast that she blurred, her face popeyed with horror Her dress blurred, too, fro silks to an Accepted’s banded white to what she referred to as good, stout Two Rivers wool, dark and thick When she realized Egas not there, had not been listening, she almost fainted with relief

When they stepped back to their bodies and woke long enough to tell the others they could coitte laughed as well Nynaeve had her revenge, though The next , she woke Elayne with an icicle Elayne’s shrieks woke everybody else in the whole village

Three days later, the first explosion careat winter tempests called the cemaros continued to roll up out of the Sea of Storms, harsher than any intocrackled across the skies, enough to ht Wind lashed the land and rain flailed it, turning all but the hardest roads to rivers of htfall, but sunrise always brought a thaw, even under a gray sky, and the ground becas once more Rand was surprised at how much al