He drew a deep breath and took his hand back. Peace favor your sword, Rand al'Thor. It was not exactly true, but close enough for landsmen. Why so many? he whispered again.
Anything else that you hear or see must be to you as if it never was said, as if it never happened. I must have imagined it. See that the men are fed, Byar. She studied each of them in turn, intent and frowning.
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