What a fool he had been to want to live past Tar-mon Gai'don. I am not mad, he said to the empty room. Barely suppressed diffidence once more tinged her voice. Elaida, though, was finished whether she realized or not.
There would be none of that today, though. I can't even visit him without the Hall's permission. Rand shrugged. It's in a dusty old storeroom somewhere in the Rahad, and I think your guild, your Circle, must know where.
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