Most wore Ebou Dari dresses, though only one possessed the olive skin; most had lines on their faces and at least a touch of gray; and every last woman of them could channel to one degree or another. In Ebou Dar you could find a duel any time you turned around, but few challenged lords except other lords. He meant nobles, the only ones who could afford to play except for well-to-do, merchants who would not remain well-to-do long if they began betting for the stakes nobles did. Then she tossed down the spear and felt her belt pouch, where a small cube of intricately carved stone lay.
No one had ever made her feel that way. Far from it. Another time, when she could think. She refused to consider how odd she looked, sitting on the floor in a blue silk dress.
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