It took an effort to pull his gaze away and begin getting his things together. He did not know where, exactly, but something pulled him toward the mountains. Especially with an excuse like this. They rightly fear Shadar Logoth as much as we.
The house is empty, my Lord. In the lead, Nynaeve kept her eyes purposefully ahead, her cloak swirling behind her, walking as if she knew where they were going-w Whatever they were, they were certainly no worse than Trollocs, nothing at all beside a Myrddraal, and he had not given them a second look. Fool men who would rather fight than talk.
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