The cool peace of the void crept over him, and he was one with the practice sword, with the smooth stones under his boots, even with Lan. The other hurried over, picking up reddish stains on her skirt. We have two sniffers, now. Yet anything the Seanchan let her do was another chance to touch saidar, to feel the Power flowing through her.
And there was a dull and distant sense of loss, too, though he could not imagine of what. Min did not move, but Elayne rose, and the three standing curtsied, though Nynaeve barely flexed her knee. When I return to Seanchan, I shall present it to the Empress as the chiefest of my trophies. I have never met the King, Lord Barthanes, and I don't expect I ever will.
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