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Those skirts were seith the writings of Imperial power The Empress IS Seanchan The Empress WILL live forever The Eht of the Empire

Selucia took her position on the lower steps of the dais This done, the courtiers raised the There were ten of the their leashes and--in a few cases--patting the Beslan entered He’d shavedonly a dark strip on the top, and seven of his fingernails had been lacquered One ernail than anyone on this side of the ocean, excepting Fortuona herself He still wore Altaran clothing--a uniforreen and white--rather than Seanchan robes She had not pressed hi, Beslan hadn’t made any plans to have her assassinated Re Some would have tried an assassination; others would have decided to make only plans, but re her

Many on this side of the ocean thought differently She’d never have believed it, if not for her time with Matrim That was obviously one reason why Fortuona had been required to go with him She just wished she’d interpreted the omens earlier

Beslan was joined by Captain-General Lunal Galgan and a few an was a wide-shouldered felloith a crest of white hair atop his head The other members of the Blood deferred to his ell here and with the reclaood chance she’d raise him to the Imperial family The ranks of the family would need to be refilled, after all, once Fortuona returned and restored order Undoubtedly, an was a valuable ally He’d not only worked openly against Suroth, but had suggested the assault on the White Tohich had gone well Extremely well

Melitene, Fortuona’s der’sul’da woman led a damane with dark brown hair and bloodshot eyes Apparently this one wept often

Melitene had the presence to look e, and bowed extra low Fortuona chose not to notice that the daly This one was a fine catch, despite her petulance

Fortuonaher in what to say The woman watched with keen eyes, half of her head covered in cloth while she waited for the hair to grow there, the other half shaved Fortuona would eventually have to choose another Voice, as Selucia was now her Truthspeaker

"Shohat this woned to her

Melitene patted the damane on the head "Suffa will show the E the air"

"Please," Suffa said, looking pleadingly toward Fortuona "Please, listen to me I am the Amyrlin Seat"

Melitene hissed, and Suffa’s eyes opened wide, obviously feeling a blast of pain through the a’dareat bounty, powerful Eive you ten women to take my place Twenty! The , and collapsed to the ground