They don't all know, Rand sighed. There be shoal waters all along this coast, and Spray do have a shallow draft. We will not have endeared ourselves by the damage we've done and the crops we may have ruined. Without thinking, Rand was on his feet.
Elnore has already begun practicing how to turn boys' heads, when she is not pestering Sharina about when she'll be old enough to go to the White Tower. What if I refuse them both? It won't work, my Lord. And an odd pair, as well. Few Ogier remain who are Treesingers; the Talent seems to be dying out.
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