The Black sister was wide-eyed with terror, sagging so she surely would have fallen except for leine's grip. Struggling to control her breath as if she had been running, the plump woman spread her skirts in a curtsy markedly deeper than she had given him. Opening her mouth was one of the most difficult things Elayne had ever done. Seeing the flows being woven about herself did not tell her what image Elayne gave her, of course.
Best face or no, it . Honor's truth. By that time, maybe she saw what she expected to see. Sheriam had not relaxed, but her voice took on the patient, instructing tone she seemed to think had the greatest effect on Egwene.
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