For a moment, Merana wondered whether Cadsuane's wits might be wandering. Her smile brightened for a moment, almost cheerily, before she turned for the doors. Just as on the day before, a surprising number of people had come to call on Carridin, including some in silk, but that was not proof they were all Darkfriends. A clatter and curses as a jack-lever slipped announced wagonwrights making repairs, and a distant tapping of hammers told of farriers reshoeing horses.
By the time they reached the Acs Sedai camp, she was eager to take on her next task. Finding out how almost anything worked was a fascination to her, but that foxhead was all the puzzles in the world rolled into one. With time, he could puzzle it out. N OF SWORDSslouched wearily around low fires, exhausted by their evening's labors after a hard day's journey.
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