? The watcher's eyebrows rose. The thought made her laugh out loud. we will accept bodyguards of your choosing. Trying to keep her secret—and two of my men dead!—after you promised.
The stout man in the red-striped coat swung down from his tall bay immediately, with a toadying smile for Darlin and one markedly less warm if just as greasy for Rand. This must be how it felt to stand before the headsman's block, there was nothing for it but to keep her head high and face whatever came proudly. Elaida would expect her to be hard at work, personally penning orders for the Amyrlin's signature and seal—but which of those orders were actually to be carried out had yet to be decided. The Grand Hall of the Sun was immense, with an angle-vaulted ceiling a full fifty paces high at its peak and great golden lamps hung on gilded chains thick enough to move the gates of a fortress.
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