He heard two thumps and turned his head, knowing what he would see. The Seanchan captain had something wrapped in a piece of yellow silk, Domon noted warily. They both still wore their Two Rivers garb, plain and sturdy, but travel-worn. I don't want your help, he said quietly.
Ingtar, I - It is every man's right, Rand, to choose when to Sheathe the Sword. And fancy dressed for your kind. She gestured to the rocks on the table. A pleasure, friend Ogier` The innkeeper smiled.
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