I can hand you where I will, like a parcel - or a lapdog - and you can do no more than go. Her thoughts turned to Rand. For a time he just stared at it. What is it? Where is it? How are the girls chosen to go? Urien's face went flat, his eyes hooded.
Rand rolled over . His personal seal, my Lord. Vandene rose to her feet. She wishes to find out why he came here.
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