Amalisa stood as stiff as a post, her face tight as she tried not to squint. The Karaethon Cycle. He glanced at Selene - she did not seem to admit he existed; her level look barely admitted that the room existed, or anyone in it. He glanced sideways at Perrin.
Leane stood at her shoulder, and Agelmar a pace back. A clean break. The Seanchan were outnumbered when they faced the Taraboners, and the Domani, and they won every battle easily, from what I hear. After a moment, he chose the black coat, to suit his mood.
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