Incongruously, Egwene noticed that her dress had tiny blue flowers embroidered in a wide Tairen maze around the bottom, a band that made the divided skirts seem one when she was still. Better the rest of you go now. Cadsuane in her chair, Amys standing opposite, Dashiva leaning against one of the square bedposts at the foot, all with unreadable auras and images dancing around them. A silver leash, gleaming in the sun, ran from her left wrist to the neck of a woman in gray, a damane, who trotted beside the sul'dam's horse like a pet dog.
They made a show of discussion. Elayne frowned, not noticing that she was chewing her lower lip. The Maidens did not understand, and might not if he explained. Not with him.
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