Were you ever in the Tower, or are you wilders? If you were there, were you put out, or did you run away? The truth. She did not appear surprised, or perturbed, except that her thumbs rubbed her forefingers nervously. It was not— Face pale, she swallowed. Though by the look of your dresses, you have coin.
The three women across from her exchanged long looks. Had there been any real danger in Ebou Dar, Elayne or Nynaeve would have said something. And her eyes, weighing and measuring, betrayed a hard intelligence. Egwene would not put it past her to find a way into Rand's bed; he would be clay in the hands of a woman like her.
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