It had been forbidden to her as soon as the Mistress of Novices discovered it, but to Liandrin that only meant one more thing she needed to conceal from those who were jealous of her. She leaned forward in her seat, waiting for his answer, but he had the feeling she wanted to lean back. Nynaeve booted the mare to a quick trot, and Elayne yelped and caught at her cloak. Not a good way to introduce yourself to a Borderman, even for a young woman.
It seemed odd to him that he had begun to think of them as Fain's Darkfriends, Fain's Trollocs. It's a good thing Ingtar is with us. Rannel and sheepstongue root would perk you up a little, and did no harm, but mainly it tasted horrible, and the taste lasted all day. Rand cleared his throat.
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