This I know. She would not look at his ruined face, scarred by his sickness, but he could not leave her, and so what was left of the Queen's Guards prepared to defend the Queen while her people ran. You terrified me, she said in a tight voice, and I do not frighten easily. Oh, no, Liandrin Sedai.
Liandrin straightened with a grimace. That was what almost everyone called them, those who did not just babble about Artur Hawkwing. I read it in all of them. Sitting on an upended barrel in front of a still-closed ironmonger's shop, Nynaeve warmed her hands under her arms and surveyed her army.
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