A stiff salt breeze up from the bay carried a touch of coolness, for a wonder, but the night felt oppressive to Nyna-eve. Phaw! You must have noticed something. No one survived. Rand, courteous! She had seen his first meeting with Coiren Saeldain, Elaida's emissary.
He came straight to her, as was proper, but to her irritation he raised his voice enough for all to hear. Fortunes changed hands at the Silver Circuit, and not just in wagers. Sammael did not know how truly he spoke. The woman's reply was as cool and smooth as her face.
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