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Andor would be a prize to the Seanchan The mines and rich lands of her realm would tempt them, as would the proximity to Tar Valon Beyond that, she suspected that those who clai’s successors would never be satisfied until they held all that had once belonged to their ancestor

Elayne looked out over her nation Her nation Full of those who trusted in her to protect and defend them Many who had supported her claim to the throne had had little faith in her But she was their best option, their only option She would show the the Kin would be one step Sooner or later, the Seanchan would be able to Travel All they needed to do was capture one woman who knew the weaves, and soon each and every dath would be able to create the portals Elayne needed access to them as well

What she didn’t have, however, were channelers to use in battle She knew she couldn’t ask this of the Kin They’d never agree to it, nor would Egwene Nor would Elayne herself Forcing a woman to use the Power as a weapon would make her no better than the Seanchan themselves

Unfortunately, Elayne knew full well the destruction woon while Birgitte led the attack on the Black Ajah who had kidnapped her here in Caemlyn, but she’d seen its aftermath Hundreds dead, hundreds , twisted corpses

She needed so to balance their channelers in co she could think of was the Black Tower It was on Andor’s soil She’d told them that she considered theone no further than sending inspection parties

What would happen to them if Rand died? Dared she try to claim them? Dared she wait for soth of This Place

Perrin ran through the darkness Trails of watery mist brushed his face and condensed in his beard His ? Why was he running?

He roared and charged, ripping through the veiled darkness and bursting into open air He took a deep breath and landed on the top of a steep hill covered with short, patchy grass, with a ring of trees at its base The sky ru pot of tar

He was in the wolf dream His body slumbered in the real world, on this hilltop, with Faile He s deeply His problems had not diminished In fact, with the Whitecloak ultinified But all ith Faile That sied so

He leaped down from the hillside and crossed the open area where his arns had appeared in the wolf dreah their flaps were in a different position each tiround, ruts in the pathways, occasional bits of refuse or discarded tools These would pop into existence, then vanish

Hehiht have found the lack of people in the camp eerie, but he was accustomed to the wolf dream now This was natural

Perrin approached the statue at the side of the caroith lichen of black, orange and green The statue must have been posed oddly, if it had fallen in such a way It almost looked as if it had been created this way--an enor from the loam

Perrin turned to the southeast, tohere the Whitecloak caly certain--confident, even--that he could not continue until he had confronted these shadows from the past

There was one way to deal with the the Asha’man and Wise Ones, and Perrin could hit the Children so hard that they shattered He could roup

He had the means, the opportunity, and the motivation No more fear in the land, nothirty feet and falling lightly to the ground Then he took off, running southeast along the road

He found the Whitecloak camp in a forested hollow, thousands of white tents set up in tight rings The tents of so with another ten thousand mercenaries and other soldiers Balwer estih he had been unclear on how he’d gotten that knowledge Hopefully the dustyto see if he could discover anything that Elyas and the Aiel had not It was unlikely, but he figured it orth an attempt, while he was here Besides, he wanted to see the place with his own eyes He lifted flaps, etting a feel for it and its occupants The caed in a very orderly manner The insides were less stable than the tents themselves, but what he saas also kept orderly

The Whitecloaks liked things neat, tidy and carefully folded And they liked to pretend the entire world could be polished up and cleaned the same way, people defined and explained in one or tords

Perrin shook his head, anization of the tents led hier than the other tents, and Perrin ducked inside, trying to see if he could find anything of use It was furnished simply, with a bedroll that was in a different position each ti objects that vanished and appeared at rando that appeared there A signet ring He didn’t recognize the signet, a winged dagger, but ers, too transient to stay long in the wolf dreah he’d met with the Whitecloak leader, and corresponded with the man, he didn’t know much about the h the tent a while longer, finding nothing of use, then went to the large tent where Gaul had explained thatkept Here, he saw Master Gill’s hat appear for a moment, then vanish

Satisfied, Perrin walked back out of the tent As he did so, he found so like this when Faile was kidnapped? He’d sent nuht, he’d had to restrain hi off to find Faile on his own! But he’d never tried visiting the