He could see more sharply, too, see in anything but pitch-darkness. Just as disconcerting was the fact that her face did not look as different as he had expected of a Seanchan. They folded forward almost peacefully, heads to the floor as if bowing deeply to their lord. As the Wheel turns, the Ages come and go, each leaving memories that fade to legend, then to myth, and are forgotten by the time that Age comes again.
As you say. You would have had to fly. Darkfriends are everywhere, and none of these southlanders seem to notice or care. How easily can the world deal with three at one time? How many will flock to their banners? There has never been a shortage of followers for any man claiming to be the Dragon Reborn.
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