Balwer gave a start and began dry-washing his hands. She had considered trying to find Nicola's dreams, and Areina's. These bubbles of evil—that was what Rand called them, what Moiraine had—burst where and when they chose, and there did not seem to be anything even Rand could do to stop them. Aviendha leaned toward Elayne, touching her knee.
Now it was time for her youngest daughter to show a little of that judgment and put. How can this happen to me? After a time she realized that she had not been pulled to her feet; no matter how often she fell, she had never before been allowed a moment's respite. But any woman who could channel, not just an Aes Sedai, should be able to take that leash and strangle her tormentor. The Lion Throne.
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