seldom thought of the Two Rivers at all, anymore - and he commanded the Guard when the shattered remnants retreated back across the mountains. There were also packets of food pilfered from the kitchens, enough to last until they could buy more. After failure upon failure, the Amyrlin had done everything she could to rouse her again. A drain pipe.
He was aware of nervous coughing and throat-clearing from the men around the Stone, a curse from Uno at someone hanging back, a weak joke from Mat, a loud gulp from Loial. You can leave now, or tomorrow, or next week. Verin held up her hands for quiet, and they fell silent. It was an effort not to clench his hands.
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