Without another word he strode off, Min clinging to his arm, and Nandera and Sulin like shadows. Elayne reached for it, but Nynaeve laid fingers on her wrist. Very few people knew that. Reds frequently wore their shawls when there was no need, but now every last woman sported her red fringe like a banner.
Most of the Maidens followed Berelain, apparently deciding there was to be no killing, but Riallin and two others remained before the door, still veiled. They had given their word, she and Sheriam and those who had been running things when he appeared in Salidar, however much giving it galled. Or drink it at all, for that matter. You were told to remain in the wagon.
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