My second is, you will obey any order she gives as if it came from me. We three will take care of anything your steel can't handle. Even the undergrowth seemed thinner than back home, the bushes and vines and briars spread out in patches, though some of those were not small. What could not be mended must be lived with, so her Aunt Jan always said.
He did not understand why Rand put up with it. His intensity was unnerving, an avalanche poised to fall, held back by a thread. —but she had not expected the Great Lord to allow one that particular honor. Lan, she began, meaning to make sure he understood what he was to tell Nynaeve, but he forestalled her.
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