it was a wonder she could see to walk. Watching the flashing foxhead warily, he backed away on his toes. Let whatever else had to be done, be done. After all these years, that still surprised her.
No ship of ours has come from there in many months. Watching her nearly choke from not calling him names was not nearly enough vengeance. There was little color, nothing for beauty except scattered tapestries showing Whitecloaks in bloody battle. None of the other Aes Sedai showed any signs of giving way to emotion, and Merilille certainly was of sterner stuff.
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