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hance； whatever he said？ Would she herself let Gawyn？ He had said he would accept； yet if he changed his mind。。。？
Nisao's mouth worked； but she could not find the words she wanted。 She glared at Siuan as though it were all her fault； yet that was nothing alongside the scowl she directed at Myrelle。 〃I should never have listened to you；〃 she growled。 〃I must have been mad！〃
Somehow； Myrelle still managed to maintain a smooth face； but she wavered a little； as though her knees had gone weak。 〃I did not do it for myself； Mother。 You must believe that。 It was to save him。 As soon as he is safe； I will pass him on to Nynaeve； the way Moiraine wanted； just as soon as she's … 〃
Egwene flung up a hand； and Myrelle stopped as if she had clapped it over her mouth。 〃You mean to pass his bond to Nynaeve？〃
Myrelle nodded uncertainly； Nisao much more vigorously。 Scowling； Siuan muttered something about doubling a wrong making it three times as bad。 Lan still had not slowed。 Two grasshoppers whirred up from the leaves behind him； and he spun； sword flicking them out of the air without a pause。
〃Are your efforts succeeding？ Is he any better？ How long have you had him； exactly？〃
〃Only two weeks；〃 Myrelle replied。 〃Today is the twentieth。 Mother； it could require months； and there is no guarantee。〃
〃Perhaps it is time to try something different；〃 Egwene said； more to herself than anyone else。 More to convince herself than for any other reason。 In his circumstances； Lan was hardly an easy present to hand anyone； but bond or no bond； he belonged to Nynaeve more than he ever would to Myrelle。
When she crossed the hollow to him； though； doubts sprang up strong。 He whirled to face her in his dance； sword streaking toward her。 Someone gasped as the blade halted abruptly only inches from her head。 She was relieved that it had not been her。
Brilliant blue eyes regarded her intently from beneath lowered brows； in a face all planes and angles that might have been carved from stone。 Lan lowered his sword slowly。 Sweat coated him； yet he was not even breathing hard。 〃So you are the Amyrlin now。 Myrelle told me they had raised one； but not who。 It seems you and I have a good deal in mon。〃 His smile was as cold as his voice； as cold as his eyes。
Egwene stopped herself from adjusting her stole； reminding herself that she was Amyrlin and Aes Sedai。 She wanted to embrace saidar。 Until this moment； she had not realized exactly how dangerous he was。 〃Nynaeve is Aes Sedai now； too； Lan。 She's in need of a good Warder。〃 One of the other women made a noise； but Egwene held her gaze on him。
〃I hope she finds a hero out of legend。〃 He barked a laugh。 〃She'll need the hero just to face her temper。〃
The laugh convinced her； icy hard as it was。 〃Nynaeve is in Ebou Dar； Lan。 You know what a dangerous city that is。 She is searching for something we need desperately。 If the Black Ajah learns of it； they'll kill her to get it。 If the Forsaken find out。。。 〃 She had thought his face bleak before； but the pain that tightened his eyes at Nynaeve's danger confirmed her plan。 Nynaeve； not Myrelle； had the right。 〃I am sending you to her； to act as her Warder。〃
〃Mother；〃 Myrelle said urgently behind her。
Egwene flung out a hand to silence her。 〃Nynaeve's safety will be in your hands； Lan。〃
He did not hesitate。 Or even glance at Myrelle。 〃It will take at least a month to reach Ebou Dar。 Areina； saddle Mandarb！〃 On the point of turning away； he paused； lifting his free hand as if to touch her stole。 〃I apologize for ever helping you leave the Two Rivers。 You； or Nynaeve。〃 Striding away； he vanished into the tent he had e out of earlier； but before he had gone two steps； Myrelle and Nisao and Siuan were all clustered around her。
〃Mother； you don't understand what you are proposing；〃 Myrelle said breathlessly。 〃You might as well give a child a lighted lantern to play with in a haybarn。 I began readying Nynaeve as soon as I felt his bond pass to me。 I thought I had time。 But she was raised to the shawl in a blink。 She isn't ready to handle him； Mother。 Not him； not the way he is。〃
With an effort Egwene made herself be patient。 They still did not understand。 〃Myrelle； even if Nynaeve could not channel a lick。。。〃 She could not； actually； unless she was angry。 〃。。。 that would make no difference； and you know it。 Not in whether she can handle him。 There's one thing you haven't been able to do。 Give him a task so important that he has to stay alive to carry it out。〃 That was the final element。 Supposedly it worked better than the rest。 〃To him； Nynaeve's safety is that important。 He loves her； Myrelle； and she loves him。〃
〃That explains。。。 〃 Myrelle began softly； but Nisao burst out incredulously atop her。
〃Oh； surely not。 Not him。 She might love him； I suppose； or think she does； but women have been chasing Lan since he was a beardless boy。 And catching him； for a day or a month。 He was quite a beautiful boy； however hard that might be to believe now。 Still； he does appear to have his attractions。〃 She glanced sideways at Myrelle； who frowned slightly； tiny spots of color blooming in her cheeks。 She did not react any further； but that was more than enough。 〃No； Mother。 Any woman who thinks she has leashed Lan Mandragoran will find she has collared only air。〃
Egwene sighed in spite of herself。 Some sisters believed there was one more part of saving a Warder whose bond was broken by death； putting him into the arms … into the bed … of a woman。 No man could focus on death then； the belief ran。 Myrelle； it seemed； had taken care of that herself； too。 At least she had not actually married him； not if she meant to pass him on。 It would be just as well if Nynaeve never found out。
〃Be that as it may；〃 she told Nisao absently。 Areina was fastening the girths on Mandarb's saddle with a brisk petence； the tall black stallion standing with head high but allowing it。 Plainly this was not the first time she had been around the animal。 Nicola stood close by the thick bole of the farther oak； arms crossed beneath her breasts； staring at Egwene and the others。 She looked ready to run。 〃I don't know what Areina has squeezed out of you；〃 Egwene said quietly； 〃but the extra lessons for Nicola stop now。〃
Myrelle and Nisao jumped； mirror images of surprise。 Siuan's eyes grew to the size of teacups； but luckily she recovered before anyone noticed。 〃You really do know everything；〃 Myrelle whispered。 〃All Areina wants is to be around Lan。 I think she believes he'll teach her things she can use as a Hunter。 Or maybe that he'll go off on the Hunt with her。〃
〃Nicola wants to be another Caraighan；〃 Nisao muttered caustically。 〃Or another Moiraine。 I think she had some notion she could make Myrelle give Lan's bond to her。 Well！ At least we can deal with that pair as they deserve； now that he's out in the open。 Whatever happens to me； it will be a joy to know they'll be squealing from here to year's end。〃
Siuan finally realized what had been going on； and outrage warred on her face with the wondering looks she directed at Egwene。 That someone else had puzzled matters out first probably upset her as much as Nicola and Areina blackmailing Aes Sedai。 Or perhaps not。 Nicola and Areina were not Aes Sedai themselves； after all。 That drastically changed Siuan's view of what was allowed。 But then； it did the same for any sister。
With so many eyes turned her way； and not a friendly gaze in the lot； Nicola backed； up against the oak tree and seemed to be trying to back further。 Stains on that white dress would put her in hot water when she returned to the camp。 Areina was still absorbed in Lan's horse； unaware of what was crashing down on her head。
〃That would be justice；〃 Egwene agreed； 〃but not unless you two face full justice yourselves。〃
Nobody was looking at Nicola anymore。 Myrelle's eyes filled her face； and Nisao's opened wider yet。 Neither seemed to dare crack her teeth。 Siuan wore grim satisfaction like another skin； by her lights； they deserved no mercy at all。 Not that Egwene intended to give much。
〃We will speak further when I e back；〃 she told them as Lan reappeared； his sword buckled on over a green coat undone to reveal an unlaced shirt； bulging saddlebags draped over his shoulder。 The color…shifting Warder cloak hanging down his back wrenched the eye as it swirled behind him。
Leaving the stunned sisters to stew in their own juices； Egwene went to meet him。 Siuan would keep them on a fine simmer； should they show any sign of falling off。 〃I can have you in Ebou Dar sooner than a month；〃 she said。 He only nodded impatiently and called for Areina to bring Mandarb。 His intensity was unnerving； an avalanche poised to fall； held back by a thread。
Weaving a gateway where he had been practicing the sword； a good eight feet by eight； she stepped through onto what seemed to be a ferry； floating in darkness that stretched forever。 Skimming required a platform； and though it could be anything you chose to imagine； every sister seemed to have one she preferred。 For her that was this wooden barge； with stout railings。 If she fell off； she could make another barge beneath her； although where she came out then would be something of a question； but for anyone who could not channel； that fall would be as endless as the black that ran off in every direction。 Only at the near end of the barge was there any light； the gateway giving a constricted view of the hollow。 That light did not penetrate the darkness at all； yet there was light of a sort。 At least； she could see quite clearly； as in Tel'aran'rhiod。 Not for the first time she wondered whether this actually was some part of the World of Dreams。
Lan followed without needing to be told； leading his horse。 He examined the gateway as he came through； studied the darkness as his boots and the stallion's hooves thudded across the deck planks to her。 The only question he asked was 〃How quickly will this take me to Ebou Dar？〃
〃It won't；〃 she said； channeling to swing the gate shut； then closing the gateway。 〃Not right to the city。〃 Nothing moved that anyone could have seen； there was no wind or breeze； nothing to feel。 They were in motion； though。 And fast； faster than she could imagine anything moving。 It must be six hundred miles or more they had to go。 〃I can put you out five； maybe six days north of Ebou Dar。〃 She had seen the gateway woven when Nynaeve and Elayne Traveled south； and she remembered enough for Skimming to the same place。
He nodded； peering ahead as though he could see their destination。 He reminded her of an arrow in a drawn bow。
〃Lan； Nynaeve is staying at the Tarasin Palace； a guest of Queen Tylin。 She might deny she's in any danger。〃 Which she certainly would； indignantly if Egwene knew Nynaeve； and rightfully so。 〃Try not to make a point of it … you know how stubborn she is … but you mustn't pay that any mind。 If necessary； just protect her without letting her know。〃 He said nothing； did not glance at her。 She would have had a hundred questions in his place。 〃Lan； when you find her； you must tell her that Myrelle will give your bond to her as soon as you three can be together。〃 She had thought of passing that information along herself； but it seemed better not to let Nynaeve know he was ing。 She was as besotted with him as。。。 as。。。 As I am with Gawyn； she thought ruefully。 If Nynaeve knew he was on his way； there would be little room in her head for anything else。 With the best will in the world； she would let the search fall on Elayne。 Not that she would curl up and daydream； but any searching she did would be with dazzled eyes。 〃Are you listening to me； Lan？〃
〃Tarasin Palace；〃 he said in flat voice； without shifting his gaze。 〃Guest of Queen Tylin。 Might deny she's in danger。 Stubborn； as if I didn't know already。〃 He looked at her then； and she almost wished he had not。 She was full of saidar； full of the warmth and the joy and the power； the sheer life； but something stark and primal raged in those cold blue eyes； a denial of life。 His eyes were terrifying； that was all there was to it。 〃I will tell her everything she needs to know。 You see； I