You had lived a soft life in Cairhien, Moiraine. In her few days in Tar Valon, Nynaeve had seen only serenity in the Aes Sedai, and a smiling acceptance of events coming in their own time. Cairhien proper was a sharp contrast to the chaotic bustle of the Foregate. Shienarans! He told me he was a shepherd.
There was something in what Vandene had said that tugged at her mind, but she could not remember what it was. He could not see Ingtar. You may feed, but then make a pile of everything that remains-for our friends to find. Elayne was born with the spark in her; it was not a matter of choosing.
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