'' Those were the same reasons Lord Bryne had given Egwene, in very nearly the same words. It should not have been770A CROWN OF SWORDSSix Stories771possible, but somehow the fellow rolled over beneath him, pulling the knife hilt out of his hand. It just oozed up despite her. Which of the other two came first he had decided earlier, yet he hesitated.
Who were these people? She was familiar with the accents of every nation, familiar with their armor. Egwene's reluctance came from the constant gnawing of the other woman's terror, from having worn the necklace end of an a 'dam once, and from knowing the woman on the far end. We already know all about that, Mat, Elayne said. Mother, she said hesitantly, if you will forgive me, I— I will not forgive you, Egwene cut in, making her flinch.
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