Something flashed in his mind. Besides, there are all those soldiers, rough men, with no decent respect for any woman, even Aes Sedai. Mashadar's touch was not a pleasant way to die. The numbers were larger then—Aes Sedai, Accepted, novices and runaways—and some years two out of three escaped clean, others three out of four.
The watcher wondered whether that was wise, under the circumstances. Kiruna and that lot have all sorts of things around them, but they stay so close together that it all. The Wave-mistress looked like a rabbit caught between two ferrets. I don't care about your temper, and I don't care whether you're mad.
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