CHAPTER44Five Will Ride ForthPerrin eyed the villagers warily, self-consciously hitching at a too-short cloak, embroidered on the chest and One of your shirts, perhaps. Rand stuck out his hand, and after a moment Hurin grinned and took it. ive, the two Aes Sedai often sitting outside long past dark to talk with the four Warders they had brought between them.
A slender fellow-slender even in a floor-dragging black robe and an anonymous gray cloak caught with a plain silver pin-watched from the shadows of his deep cowl. Alar looked at her questioningly, but the Aes Sedai said no more that anyone could hear. The Horn must be recovered. He was on his way to meet men he thought might be trying to kill him.
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