Perrin kept his eyes down as he followed Mat across to Rand. The crowd cheered and laughed as they pranced by. It made him sick, that light; it was water to a man dying of thirst. Perrin, with the banner, swinging his axe more to fend off those who tried to reach him than harm them.
Hurin opened unfocused eyes. Rand went straight to the long table in the back of the room. I'm a man, not a wolf. Rand was happy after he married Egwene, and tried to not let the moods take him, the times when he thought there should have been something more, something different.
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