Too horrible to be believed. Beside her, Ingtar gave a start. The voice drew Rand like a rope. Rand never took his eyes from the tangles of leaves on the stone.
For answer Moiraine took the leather pouch from her belt and upended it, spilling the contents on the table. Now that that is dealt with, we can move on to important matters. Except that it was not there. The Power was his.
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