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In its eyes, the gateways had left a residue—three patches of glowing mist. The last thing he wanted was to put their backs up. The Aielmen's cadin'sor covered theirs, on the left arm alone. You must live, wife, roofmistress, to hold together what re-818A CROWN OF SWORDSmains.

But her smile was disturbingly hopeful. Sooner or later, he would remember. You might have thought the city would be hip-deep in panic with all the •tales floating around, but the fact was, even those who told a tale usually only half-believed it. Renaile quivered with the effort of not going for him with her bare hands, and never mind her dagger in his hand.