That tiny part of her still wished she had waited to be overtaken by his dream. Without lighting any lamps, she washed her face and teeth. Without any doubt there were eyes-and-ears in Cairhien for the Acs Se-dai, and the Whitecloaks, and likely more thrones than not. All she wanted was to make them all go away and leave her alone in her misery, but there seemed no hope.
Not that she had any doubts about Pevara, but pushing the words out of her mouth was . The gray-haired, square-jawed maid opened the door, fury suddenly painting her face when Elayne lowered her green mask. If he lived as long as two Acs Sedai, he still would never understand women, and noblewomen were purely the worst. Dobraine and Havien, leading their horses and minus their soldiers, brought up the rear.
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