That's not the point, is it? she demanded. She wants the Hall to condemn Elaida openly as Black. Those whimpered screams did not touch him. A notion had planted itself in his mind.
As soon as her fingers left him, he subsided. Perrin groaned. His head felt tight to bursting. He paused, but she walked on by the conveyances that had brought those with position or money.
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