When the gateway opened there in the middle of the room, a sweetish smell familiar to any farmer drifted through. The man wore a work knife stuffed behind his belt and a longer, curved blade too, and his long blue-and-green vest revealed arms and chest crisscrossed with dueling scars. Or not as far mad as he had feared. Oh, Light, she had to think! Her belly was clenched in a knot.
He blinked, but went right back to his study. Remember who will be Nae'blis, Graendal, he said, and stepped through his gateway. The Prophecy of Rhuidean, the Aiel Prophecy, said he would destroy them. Putting on a hooded cloak that Corana handed him, Rand held his wrists together behind his back, and Sulin bound them with a cord.
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