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There were angry e Those Trollocs had killed Perrin’s own fae cannot be substantiated yet, as ather proof As to the first two charges, Aybara has already adase asked

"I killed those h," Perrin said "But it wasn’t ase said forase seehdin Was this how people expected Perrin to act when they cas a measure of needed for in a tent on a field with the judge’s chair elevated by what appeared to be a s thrown over thease said "Your men may tell their side of the story"

Galad nodded to Byar He stood, and another Whitecloak--a young man with a completely bald head--stepped forward to join him Bornhald remained seated

"Your Grace," Byar said, "it happened about two years ago During the spring An unnaturally cold spring, I remember We were on our way back from important business at the co through the wilderness of central Andor We were going to ca, at the base of as once an enormous statue The kind of place you assuht A chill east wind blowing across hi his cloak as he stood by a pool of fresh water He re silently in the west He re the wind ruffle its surface, holding the axe in his hands

That blasted axe He should have thrown it away right then Elyas had persuaded him to keep it

"When we arrived," Byar continued, "we found that the campsite had been used recently That concerned us; few people knew of the stedding We deterle firepit, that there were not many of these mysterious wayfarers"

His voice was precise, his description ht No, he rerily into the air as Elyas dumped the teapot’s contents into the firepit He re hishim

The wolves’ wariness had made it hard to separate hiwene, the way he fumbled with Bela’s saddle as he cinched it And he re Like the Whitecloaks in the pavilion They sot too close

"The Lord Captain orried," Byar continued He was obviously notthe captain’s na Whitecloak captain sat perfectly still, staring at Byar as if he didn’t trust hiht that ands Who else would douse their fire and vanish the moment someone else approached? That’sthe first wolf"

Hiding, breath cowene huddled beside hi fro in the darkness The sheltering confines of an enor’s statue, which had broken free long before

Dapple, angry and worried I between the trees