The man who called himself Bors suddenly leaned forward, intent on an even greater strangeness. My people. Elayne shook her head. All four Aes Sedai wore their shawls, as Sheriam did; blue-fringed for Sheriam, red for the swarthy woman by the table, green, white, and gray for the three around the arches.
That man hit Min, knocked her down. Perrin rapped Mat smartly on the top of his head with his knuckles. Not me, he said fervently. If you're good.
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