It can't be real. In the woodyard, the presence returned, the sense of someone there. Bundling Straw. I suppose they got hungry, and the Darkfriends were handy.
He must be found, Moiraine agreed, hoping that none of the urgency she felt showed, but it is likely he will be found with the Horn. You should stay, Verin said. He turned to peer around the wall at the Trollocs. We must be down in the courtyard soon.
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