When he reached the steps Elayne had gone down, the boat's two brass-earringed oarsmen were already using their long sweeps to push the vessel away. Perhaps as well. The fact was, not many Aiel lived to have much gray hair. On bare feet, Gawyn walked across a floor of broken glass, shards breaking at every slow step.
This Aviendha. Myrelle could not know, though, much less Bryne. Instead, elbow on his knee and chin propped on his hand, he was frowning at the Aes Sedai prisoners. m—but he had sensed tears from the moment she bonded him, tears and a raw grief like being ripped by claws.
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