Rand, there is a Waygate nearby. He urged everyone to greater speed, to start earlier and ride till full dark. Do not be silly, Verin said sharply. It was not the image he had made, a young man with heavy shoulders and shaggy, brown curls, a young man with an axe at his belt, who others thought moved and thought slowly.
You have my permission. The collared woman wore plain dark gray and stood with her hands folded and her eyes on the planks under her feet. After a moment, he grinned. Here, take it.
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