Bornhald pulled off his gauntlets and sat at one of the tables. He had wanted to rip through the bars of the cell and tear the man apart, and finding that inside himself had frightened him more than Fain did. He is out of it, he said aloud, and so am I. Min is right, Elayne said.
Nynaeve stalked stiffly to her bed and stood staring at the wall behind it, her fist clenched at her side. Not like Rand. She had started it all, stealing his coats and giving him a lord's clothes instead. By three young men Moiraine was accompanied.
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