Please, Elayne said, smiling almost as if the word did not pain her, you must put your best foot forward with the Queen. Reanne was not as strong as Elayne, or even Nicola—burn that wretched girl!—but she easily equaled Sheriam, say, or Kwamesa or Kiruna. I am going, too, Loial added, leaning on his long-hafted axe. He cursed, then again when the looking glass showed him an arrow standing up from the black's side.
One showed a white-crested black bird of prey with a cruel beak, its white-tipped wings spread wide, the other a black- It's the flaming Seanchan! Who? demanded a stern-faced woman crowded next to him. Through the streets and up the broad ramp to the Sun Palace, where guards in Lord Dobraine's colors spilled out as though preparing to fight off hordes. The Hunter that Elayne had made her Warder turned, hefting his unstrung Two Rivers bow, her golden braid drawn over her.
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