They will attribute anything out of place to your being an outlander. I could ask the same of you, Liandrin. The path chosen by the Darkfriends - And what else, Rand wondered; Hurin kept muttering about something worse - who had stolen the Horn never came close to any village. For you, the Amyrlin will have no idle talk.
And neither would Rand al'Thor. It was plain he was speaking of the dagger, not the Horn of Valere. Rand peered around the corner at the approaching Seanchan, then ducked back into the narrow alley between two stables with a grimace. One is how you vanished from Ingtar's camp without a trace.
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