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I'll send letters to Morgase, and command an escort. He suited his own words almost before they were out of his mouth. Frightened, she looked again and was relieved to see the arch still there. The man was certainly not forthcoming about anything Domon wanted to know.

She didn't ask. It was a long passage to Falme, and Domon finally persuaded the Seanchan to talk, a little. The strength evident in her brother's face was in hers, too, and no less for the softer line of cheek and jaw. You look like a haystack.