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You have no society； Adelin had told him when he suggested some other than the Maidens of the Spear might provide his escort。 Each chief； whether of clan or sept； would be acpanied by men from the society he had belonged to before being chief。 You have no society； but your mother was a Maiden。 The yellow…haired woman and the other nine had not looked at Aviendha； a few steps away in the entry hall to Lian's roof； they had not looked intently。 For countless years Maidens who would not give up the spear have given their babes for the Wise Ones to hand to other women； none knowing where the child went or even whether boy or girl。 Now a Maiden's son has e back to us； and we know him。 We will go to Alcair Dal for your honor； son of Shaiel； a Maiden of the Chumai Taardad。 Her face was so set … all of their faces were； including Aviendha's … that he thought they might offer to dance the spears if he refused。
When he accepted； they made him go through that ritual of 〃Remember honor〃 again； this time with some drink called oosquai； made from zemai； drinking to the bottom of a small silver cup with each of them。 Ten Maidens； ten little cups。 The stuff looked like faintly brown…tinged water； tasted almost like it … and was stronger than double…distilled brandy。 He had not been able to walk straight after； and they had got him to bed； laughing at him； no matter how he protested； as much as he could with all of them tickling him so he could barely breathe for laughing himself。 All but Aviendha。 Not that she went away； she stayed and watched the whole thing with a face as blank as stone。 When Adelin and the others finally tucked him into his blankets and left； Aviendha sat down beside the door； spreading her dark； heavy skirts； watching him stonily until he fell asleep。 At his waking； she was still there； still watching。 And refusing to talk about Maidens or oosquai or any of it； as far as she was concerned； it seemed not to have happened。 Whether the Maidens would have been as reticent； he did not know； how could you possibly look ten women in the face and ask why they had gotten you drunk and made a game of taking your clothes off and putting you to bed？
So many differences； so few that made much sense that he could see； and no telling which might trip him up and ruin all his plans。 Yet he could not afford to wait。 He glanced over his shoulder。 What was done； was done。 And who can say what's yet to e？
Well behind； the Taardad followed him。 Not just the Nine Valley Taardad and the Jindo； but the Miadi and the Four Stones； the Chumai and the Bloody Water and more； broad columns surrounding the peddlers' lurching wagons and the Wise Ones' party； reaching back two miles through the shimmering heat haze； ringed by scouts and outrunners。 Every day more had e in response to the runners Rhuarc had sent that first day； a hundred men and Maidens here； three hundred there； five hundred； according to the size of each sept and what each hold needed to keep for safety。
In the distance to the south and west； another band was approaching at a run； trailing dust for their pace； perhaps they belonged to some other clan on its way to Alcair Dal； but he thought not。 Only two…thirds of the septs represented yet； but he estimated there were well over fifteen thousand Taardad Aiel strung out behind him。 An army on the march； and still growing。 Nearly an entire clan ing to a meeting of chiefs； in violation of all custom。
Suddenly Jeade'en topped a rise； and there in a long； wide hollow below was the fair gathered for the meeting； and on the hills beyond； the camps of the clan and sept chiefs who had already arrived。
Spread among two or three hundred of the low； wall…less tents； all widely spaced； were pavilions of the same grayish brown material that were tall enough to stand beneath； with goods displayed on blankets in the shade； brightly glazed pottery and even brighter rugs； jewelry in silver or gold。 Aiel crafts mainly； but there would be things from beyond the Waste as well； including perhaps silk and ivory from far to the east。 No one seemed to be trading； the few men and women in sight sat in one or another of the pavilions； usually alone。
Of the five camps scattered on heights around the fair； four looked just as empty； only a few dozen men or Maidens stirring amid tents set up for as many as a thousand。 The fifth camp sprawled over twice as much ground as any of the others； with hundreds of people visible； and likely as many more inside the tents。
Rhuarc trotted up the hill behind Rand with his ten Aethan Dor； Red Shields； followed by Heirn with ten Tain Shari； True Bloods； and forty…odd more sept chiefs with their escorts for honor； all with spears and bucklers； bows and quivers。 It made a formidable force； more than had taken the Stone of Tear。 Some of the Aiel in the camps and among the pavilions were peering at the hilltop。 Not at the Aiel gathered there； Rand suspected。 At him； a man on a horse。 A thing seen very seldom in the Three…fold Land。 He would show them more before he was done。
Rhuarc's gaze settled on the largest camp； where more Aiel in cadin'sor were boiling out of the tents； all to stare in their direction。 〃Shaido； unless I mistake myself；〃 he said quietly。 〃Couladin。 You are not the only one to break custom； Rand al'Thor。〃
〃Perhaps as well I did。〃 Rand dragged the shoufa from around his head and stuffed it into his coat pocket atop the angreal； the carving of a round…faced man with a sword across his knees。 The sun began baking his bare head to show him how much protection the cloth had been。 〃If we had e according to custom。。。〃 The Shaido were loping toward the mountains； leaving behind apparently empty tents。 And causing some little stir in the other camps； and the fair； the Aiel gave over staring at a man on a horse to peer after the Shaido。 〃Could you have forced a way into Alcair Dal against two…to…one odds or better； Rhuarc？〃
〃Not before nightfall；〃 the clan chief replied slowly； 〃not even against Shaido dogrobbers。 This is more than violation of custom！ Even Shaido should have more honor than this！〃
Angry mutters of agreement rose from the other Taardad on the hilltop。 Except the Maidens； for some reason they had gathered around Aviendha off to one side； talking seriously among themselves。 Rhuarc spoke a few quiet words to one of his Red Shields； a green…eyed fellow who looked as if his face had been used to pound fence posts； and the man turned downhill； running swiftly back toward the approaching Taardad。
〃Did you expect this？〃 Rhuarc asked Rand as soon as the Red Shield left。 〃Is that why you summoned the entire clan？〃
〃Not this exactly； Rhuarc。〃 The Shaido began forming lines before a narrow gap into the mountains； they were veiling themselves。 〃But there was no other reason for Couladin to leave in the night except that he was eager to be somewhere； and where would he better like to be than here； causing me trouble？ Are the others already in Alcair Dal？ Why？〃
〃The opportunity presented by chiefs meeting is not to be missed； Rand al'Thor。 There will be discussions of boundary disputes； grazing rights；