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Another Maiden, with a puckered scar slanting across nose and cheek, tilted a waterskih and slowly poured a trickle into Galina's waiting mouth. He had heard a saying on several women's lips back home, usually when he had done something that looked fun at the time. There was an Asha'man for each sister, even the three who had been stilled, and they never seemed to blink. He would rather have worried over Acs Sedai and Asha'man and Wise Ones till his hair fell out, but what had to be done, had to be done.

She knuckled a tear from the corner of her eye. From eagerness, not nerves. Not that she had the slightest desire to do so. I will be in your anteroom.