He had never claimed to be particularly smart, though. long as a Warder lives, the Aes Sedai to whom he is bonded knows he is alive however far away he is, and when he dies she will know the moment and manner of his death. They paid it no mind whatsoever—it was no part of their prophecies—any more than they did the people who flashed into existence around the great chamber, but here was always where they came. She understood? She understood, and not one acid little comment, not one cutting remark? And he was her subject.
Where did that idea ever come from? she Wondered silently. I hadn't expected this for days yet, Bashere said, rising from a folding camp chair. The strumming of harps drifted out amid the murmur of voices, like the sounds of geese. Or Colavaere.
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