He ignored them, even when the ship lurched, catching the tide. As if that were a signal, the Red sister spoke in loud, formal tones. He tried to return their gaze levelly, the way Lan had told him to, and they put their heads together, whispering. He was silent for a moment.
The Light shine on you, Lord Ingtar of House Shinowa, and may you shelter in the palm of the Creator's hand. Pointing toward the setting sun, the Ogier seized Rand's arm. She rose and moved to the window, peered into the night toward the lights of the village, not far off. As long as you know what it means, Nynaeve said with a calm that made Min envious.
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