Amys would go, and she wanted her company more than learning. Someone would, anyone, to save her from these monsters, especially from Therava. She did not have to lift it all the way to her nose to smell rose petals and a blend of herbs with a cool scent. Had she wanted to be brave, she would have chosen Green.
good two dozen young Cairhienin and Tair-ens poured out of the gateway drawing their horses along. Shorter than any other Maiden there by at least a hand, she had hair as fiery as her temper, and an odd view of her relationship to him. I do know how to whisper, you know. Calm yourself.
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