She could be one of our sisters, only the Seanchan have twisted it all. She was wearing her own dress again; it looked as white as new snow to Rand. The man who called himself Bors jerked as a red mask filled his eyes. Lightning flashed across the sky again; he felt the rumble of its plummet through his boots.
However much you were told, child, Liandrin sneered, that is how much you are allowed to know. Sometimes I think she pushes her daughter because of that, whatever the girl chooses. Rand looked down at the pin worriedly. There weren't any Trollocs, and they didn't kill anybody.
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