To them, the Car'a'earn was only another chief, just more so, and Wise Ones had certainly been known to keep things from a chief they thought he should not know. Still, she hesitated to take that step without orders, or at least permission. Aram grimaced as if he might spit. She should have gone back to Asunawa herself and told him to do his worst.
An Aiel could find something funny in having a sword stuck through him. Only, it might take no more than a whisper of this to erase any chance of making the Hall acknowledge her truly the Amyrlin Seat. Even when it isn't, he is not always entirely there. back in a shower of glass, half-flattened pot spraying tea, tray spinning across the floor bent double.
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