He tiad time to check On Olver, in his room one floor down. That's right. Niall shut out the fool's blather and moved back to the gaming table while he drew a slim roll of paper from the tube. Loial's huge eyes rolled toward them,, then toward the Wise One; if his ears had been limp before, now they wilted completely, and his long eyebrows dropped to his cheeks.
By the light of a pair of lanterns, a small knot of men just beyond Vanin were prying open a door to the squeal of rusted hinges, but Mat hardly noticed. She just opened her mouth as far as she could. Sammael would come. She was Blue, or had been.
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