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Areina was fastening the girths on Mandarb's saddle with a brisk competence, the tall black stallion standing with head high but allowing it. Daughter-Heir of Andor? Even that sounded skeptical. Two huge oaks kept anything else from growing in the wide depression on the crown. Or maybe sharing part of Elayne's worries.

Once believed permanent, gentling is now known by some to be susceptible to a highly specialized form of Healing. Pen an order for her to return immediately, Elaida said hoarsely. Until this evening, perhaps? Her voice still held that almost docile tone. Tarabon could never have launched this attack on Amador itself.