Snatching up the bracelet, she took a deep breath and closed it around her left wrist. He heard Verin gasp, and the Amyrlin's eyes widened, a gaze as hard as blue rock. There were too many unnatural things there. The man who called himself Bors shivered in spite of himself.
She did not answer, and he felt a chill that was not lessened by men rushing in with torches and lamps. He pounded his fist on the side of the bed. No, he thought, and tried to picture himself in his mind. Blood and ashes, I'm going to go mad, and .
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