He could feel Lews Therin listening. Her throat was so dry. The Queen of Altara hummed happily beside the bed, arms twisted behind her to do up the buttons of her dress. But he had promised Rand to see Elayne safely to Caemlyn, and Nynaeve and Egwene with her.
Convulsively he hurled the Dragon Scepter. See also Mor-gase. His free hand rose as if to knuckle his forehead; he did not seem aware of the gesture. Who will ask him? Whoever does, he will make her beg.
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