siswai'aman: In the Old Tongue: spears of the dragon, with a strong implication of ownership. As the door thumped down flat into the duty white-tiled roof, Moghedien gasped at the sudden feel of fingers stroking her mind, palping her soul. What viewings haven't you told me? She looked up at him with what almost might have been frustration, except of course that it could not have been. Min's heart sank.
Fat lot of help she was. We need, to be on our way, Elayne, not standing around. Have you been drinking, Basel Gill? Morgase wondered tha't herself. She spoke almost absently, frowning at the flattened sphere of silver and gold.
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