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ld even Heal that wound in Rand's side。 Surely there was nothing that could not be Healed； not if the woman wielding the Power was determined enough。
When she turned from watching Thom go； she found that Elayne had filled the bucket that normally hung beneath the wagon and was kneeling to wash her hands and face； a towel around her shoulders to keep her dress dry。 That was something she particularly wanted to do herself。 In this heat it was pleasant sometimes to wash in water cool from a stream。 Often enough there had been no water but what was in the barrels strapped to the wagon； and that was needed for drinking and cooking more than washing。
Juilin was sitting with his back against one of the wagon wheels； his thumb…thick staff of pale ridged wood leaning next to him。 His head was down； that silly hat tipped precariously over his eyes； but she was not willing to bet on even a man sleeping at this time of the morning。 There were things he and Thom did not know； things it was best they did not know。
The thick carpet of dead sourgum leaves crackled as she seated herself near Elayne。 〃Do you think Tanchico really has fallen？〃 Rubbing a soapy cloth slowly across her face； the other woman did not reply。 She tried again。 〃I think that Whitecloak's Aes Sedai were us。〃
〃Perhaps。〃 Elayne's voice was cool； a pronouncement from the throne。 Her eyes were blue ice。 She did not look at Nynaeve。 〃And perhaps reports of what we did got tangled with other rumors。 Tarabon could have a new king； and a new panarch； very easily。〃
Nynaeve kept her temper in check and her hands away from her braid。 They clutched her knees instead。 You are trying to put her at ease with you。 Watch your tongue。 〃Amathera was difficult； but I do not wish her any harm。 Do you？〃
〃A pretty woman；〃 Juilin said； 〃especially in one of those Taraboner serving girl's dresses； with a pretty smile。 I thought she …〃 He saw Elayne and her looking at him and quickly pulled his hat back down； pretending to sleep again。 She and Elayne shared a glance； and she knew the other's thought was the same as hers。 Men。
〃Whatever has happened to Amathera； Nynaeve； she is behind us； now。〃 Elayne sounded more normal。 Her washcloth slowed。 〃I wish her well； but mainly I hope the Black Ajah is not behind us。 Not following； I mean。〃
Juilin stirred uneasily without raising his head； he was still unfortable with the knowledge that Black Aes Sedai were real and not simply a tale in the streets。
He should be happy he doesn't have our knowledge。 Nynaeve had to admit that the thought was not entirely logical； but if he had known about the Forsaken being loose； even Rand's foolish instruction to look after her and Elayne would not have kept him from running。 Still； he was useful at times。 He and Thom both。 It had been Moiraine who had fastened Thom to them； and the man knew a great deal about the world for an ordinary gleeman。
〃If they were following； they'd have caught up by now。〃 That was surely true； considering the usual lumbering speed of the wagon。 〃With any luck； they still do not know who we are。〃
Elayne nodded； grim but her old self again； and began rinsing her face。 She could be almost as determined as a Two Rivers woman。 〃Liandrin and most of her cronies surely escaped from Tanchico。 Maybe all of them。 And we still don't know who is giving orders for the Black Ajah in the Tower。 As Rand would say； we still have it to do； Nynaeve。〃
Despite herself； Nynaeve winced。 True； they had a list of eleven names； but once they were back in the Tower； almost any Aes Sedai they spoke to might be Black Ajah。 Or any women they encountered on the road。 For that matter； anyone they met might be a Darkfriend； but that was hardly the same thing； not by a wide degree。
〃More than the Black Ajah；〃 Elayne continued； 〃I worry about Mo…〃 Nynaeve put a quick hand on her arm and nodded slightly toward Juilin。 Elayne coughed and went on as though that was what had stopped her。 〃About mother。 She has no reason to like you； Nynaeve。 Quite the opposite。〃
〃She is far away from here。〃 Nynaeve was glad her voice was steady。 They were not talking about Elayne's mother； but the Forsaken she had defeated。 Part of her hoped fervently that Moghedien was far away。 Very far。
〃But if she was not？〃
〃She is；〃 Nynaeve said firmly； but she still hitched her shoulders unfortably。 A part of her remembered humiliations suffered at Moghedien's hands and desired nothing more than to face the woman again； to defeat her again； for good this time。 Only； what if Moghedien took her by surprise； came at her when she was not angry enough to channel？ The same was true of any of the Forsaken； of course； or of any Black sister for that matter； but after her rout in Tanchico； Moghedien had reason to hate her personally。 Not pleasant at all to think that one of the Forsaken knew your name and likely wanted your head。 That is just rank cowardice； she told herself sharply。 You are not a coward； and you will not be！ That did not stop the itch between her shoulder blades every time Moghedien came to mind； as if the woman was staring at her back。
〃I suppose looking over my shoulder for bandits has made me nervous；〃 Elayne said casually； patting her face with the towel。 〃Why； sometimes when I dream of late； I have the feeling that someone is watching me。〃
Nynaeve gave a start at what seemed an echo of her own thoughts； but then she realized there had been a slight emphasis on 〃dream。〃 Not any dreams； but Tel'aran'rhiod。 Another thing the men did not know about。 She had had the same sensation； but then there was often a feel of unseen eyes in the World of Dreams。 It could be unfortable； but they had discussed the sensation before。
She made her voice light。 〃Well； your mother is not in our dreams； Elayne； or she would probably snatch us both up by an ear。〃 Moghedien would probably torture them until they begged for death。 Or arrange a circle of thirteen Black sisters and thirteen Myrddraal； they could turn you to the Shadow against your will that way； bind you to the Dark One。 Maybe Moghedien could even do it by herself。。。 Don't be ridiculous； woman！ If she could have； she would have。 You beat her； remember？
〃I do hope not；〃 the other woman replied soberly。
〃Do you mean to give me a chance to wash？〃 Nynaeve asked irritably。 Putting the girl at ease was all very well； but she could do with less talk of Moghedien。 The Forsaken had to be somewhere distant； she would not have let them e this far peacefully if she knew where they were。 Light send that that's true！
Elayne emptied and refilled the bucket herself。 She was a very nice girl usually； when she remembered that she was not in the Royal Palace in Caemlyn。 And when she was not acting the fool。 That； Nynaeve would take care of when Thom came back。
Once Nynaeve had enjoyed a slow； cooling wash of face and hands； she set about making the camp ready； and put Juilin to breaking dead branches from the trees for a fire。 By the time Thom returned with two wicker hampers slung across the gelding's back； her and Elayne's blankets were laid out u