He had never understood why that made some men nervous, but he used it just the same. Several of the women eyed him sideways. The man blinked at Nynaeve's ring, then at her. The Wheel weaves as the Wheel wills, and you and I were chosen for this by the Pattern.
That was what lords did. But it did not change the way he felt about Tam, and Emond's Field was the only home he had ever known. That sounded vaguely Shienaran and formal. The corridors beneath the keep were silent, and feebly lit by flickering, far-spaced lamps on the walls.
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