For a time Egwene merely studied the other woman. Even with Egwene, there was a distance now, and certain matters they would not discuss, such as whatever they knew of Rand's plans. That was his opening, but she was not about to let him push -a word in edgewise. Murmuring something to Lan, Myrelle touched his arm.
He chuckled approvingly. When she found out about this, Nynaeve was going to faint from shock. There are neither beginnings nor endings to the turning of the Wheel of Time. Gracious ladies, your warmth and hospitality overwhelm me.
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