He had no interest in them, either; he rode on into the town, onto its cobblestone streets sloping down to the harbor. Is it prophecy, do you think? Verin tilted her head, peering at her notes in thought. Neither do I, Rand. Ingtar sounded unsettled.
No matter. If he does not. The work is hard, and even for one with the potential they tell me you have, it will not be made any easier. It is not far from the city.
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