The thought made her blush. Mat blinked. If she could be wrested away from the rebels before the Andoran Houses put Dyelin on the Lion Throne instead. Galina wanted to laugh.
At their head streamed a long white pennant Egwene could not make out, but she knew it bore the Red Hand. The fifth, Bael said. He nodded, peering ahead as though he could see their destination. And to be fair, Rand, I have to tell you that Elayne loves you, too.
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