Yes, but there is the matter of the Bargain. There were servants everywhere, of course, pale, narrow-faced men and women in dark coats and dresses with the Rising Sun on the left breast and sleeves striped in Colavaere's colors. Reining in her sorrel gelding, Myrelle looked around, and gave a start when she saw Egwene. A few of the men growled at Beslan and Nalesean whenever they gazed too long at a woman's deep neckline.
Looking down at her, he smiled. Derys came bearing her tray, distributing cups of dark tea. Most people would step wary if a ten-year-old said she was Acs Sedai. Strangely, he cackled with laughter as he scampered to his feet and ran off, swallowed in the murk almost immediately.
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