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"I know that the deadline nears, Great One," Cheser, perhaps we could plan more extensively If you could see me freed fro to the side

Deadline Elayne opened her er feel the Kin outside Had they retreated? And what of Chesmal’s shield?

The door rattled, the lock spun, then the door flew open, revealing a group of people on the other side And they were not the group of Guards Elayne had been expecting At their head was a e mustaches He wore brown trousers and a black shirt, his coat long, almost an open-fronted robe

Sylvase’s secretary! Behind him were to to the Source Light!

Elayne stifled her surprise, round If she could convince one Black sister that she was of the Forsaken, then perhaps she could convince three Temaile’s eyes opened wide, and she threw herself to her knees, as did the secretary Eldrith, however, hesitated Elayne couldn’t be certain if it was her stance, her disguise, or her reaction to seeing the three newco else entirely Either way, Eldrith wasn’t taken in The round-faced wo weaves of her own She slaht as she felt one coreal The weave unraveled, and the rew cold in Elayne’s hand Elayne’s oeave slid evenly between Eldrith and the Source, cutting her off The glow of the Poinked out around her

"What are you doing, you idiot!" Chesmal screeched "You try to overthrow one of the Chosen? You’ll see us all dead!"

"That’s not one of the Chosen," Eldrith yelled back Elayne belatedly thought to weave a gag of Air "You’ve been duped! It--"

Elayne got the gag in her mouth, but it was too late Temaile--who had always looked too delicate to be a Black sister--embraced the Source and looked up Cheser

Elayne quickly tied off Eldrith’s shield and began weaving another one A weave of Air hit her The foxheadMat for his timely loan--Elayne placed a shield between Chesaped at Elayne, obviously stunned to see her weaves fail Sylvase’s secretary wasn’t so sloever He threw hiainst the ith a great deal of force

Pain laced out fro crack Her shoulder bone? The babes! she thought immediately It was a prihts about Min and viewings In her surprise, she let go of the gateway leading back to her rooreal of some kind," Temaile cried "Weaves fall off her"

Elayne scra a weave of Air to thrust him back As she did, however, he clawed at her hand, perhaps having noticed a flash of silvery ers around the medallion just as Elayne’s burst of Air hit hi to the rinnedup around her She threw them forward, but Elayne ainst one another, causing the air to churn in the small room Bits of stra up in a flurry Elayne’s ears protested the sudden pressure The dark-haired secretary scrareal Elayne reached a weave toward hi in her shoulder where she’d hit the wall The small room was cramped with so many people in it, and Te the secretary fro away Or maybe it was intentional; she probably wanted that medallion The other two Black sisters hunkered down, air blasting around thereal as she dared, forcing her weave of Air forward, shoving aside the one Te to push The two held for ainto Teainst the stone wall outside Elayne folloith a shield, though it appeared that Temaile had been knocked unconscious by the blast

The secretary bolted for the nearby doorway Elayne felt a stab of panic She did the only thing she could think of She picked up Chesmal in a weave of Air and threw her at the secretary

Both went down in a heap Asounded in the air as the foxhead h the door

Elayne took a deep breath, pain flaring across her chest, her arer hold it up properly She cradled it in her other ar to the Source The sweetness of saidar was a comfort She wove Air and tied up Ches to craard Elayne unobtrusively

Cal herself, Elayne pushed past them out of the small cell to check on Te, but was indeed unconscious Elayne tied her in Air, too, to be certain, then carefully picked up the foxhead medallion She winced at the pain of her other arm Yes, she’d broken a bone for certain

The dark hallas ele stand-lamp Where were the Guards and Kin? She reluctantly released the weaves that for andher for one of the Darkfriends Certainly someone had heard some of that racket! In the back of hercloser The Warder had undoubtedly felt Elayne’s injury

Almost, Elayne preferred the pain of her shoulder to the lecture she’d get fro that, as she turned and inspected her captives She’d need to check the other cells

Of course her babes would be all right She would be all right She’d overreacted to the pain; she hadn’t really been afraid Still, best to--

"Hello, ht before a second pain blosso forward A hand reached out and yanked the me