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burning； they would take any opportunity to brew up some tea。 Some were dozing； sleep was another thing an old soldier never missed a chance to snatch。
Those awake kicked the rest out of their naps； and they all looked up at him。 For a moment he sat his saddle studying them。 Gray hair and bald heads and age creased faces。 Still hard and fit； but even so。。。 He had been a fool to risk bringing them into Murandy just because he had to know why a woman had broken an oath。 And maybe with Whitecloaks after them。 No telling how far or how long from home before it was done。 If he turned back now； they would have been gone more than a month before they saw Kore Springs again。 If he went on； there was no guarantee the chase would stop short of the Aryth Ocean。 He should be taking these men； and himself； home。 He should。 He had no call to ask them to try snatching those girls out of Whitecloak hands。 He could leave Mara to Whitecloak justice。
〃We will be heading west；〃 he announced； and immediately there was a scramble of dousing fires with the tea and fastening pots to saddles。 〃We will have to press hard。 I mean to catch them in Altara； if I can； but if not； there's no telling where they'll lead us。 You could see Jehannah or Amador or Ebou Dar before we're done。〃 He affected a laugh。 〃You'll find out how tough you are if we reach Ebou Dar。 They've taverns there where the barmaids skin Illianers for dinner and spit Whitecloaks for sport。〃
They laughed harder than the jest was worth。
〃We won't worry with you along； my Lord；〃 Thad cackled； stuffing his tin cup into his saddlebags。 His face was wrinkled like crumpled leather。 〃Why； I hear you had a run…in with the Amyrlin herself once； and …〃 Jar Silvin kicked him on the ankle； and he rounded on the younger man … gray…haired； but still younger … with a clenched fist。 〃Why'd you do that； Silvin？ You want a broke head； you just … What？〃 The meaningful glares Silvin and some of the others were giving him finally sank in。 〃Oh。 Oh； yes。〃 He buried himself in checking the girth straps on his saddle； but no one was laughing anymore。
Bryne forced his face to relax from stoniness。 It was time he put the past in the past。 Just because a woman whose bed he had shared … and more； he had thought … just because that woman looked at him as though she had never known him was no reason to stop speaking her name。 Just because she had exiled him from Caemlyn； on pain of death； for giving her the advice he had sworn to give。。。 If she came a cropper with this Lord Gaebril who had suddenly appeared in Caemlyn； it was no longer any concern of his。 She had told him； in a voice as flat and cold as smooth ice； that his name would never be spoken in the palace again； that only his long service kept her from sending him to the headsman for treason。 Treason！ He needed to keep spirits up； especially if this turned into a long chase。
Hooking a knee around the high cantle of his saddle； he took out his pipe and pouch and filled his pipe with tabac。 The bowl was carved with a wild bull collared with the Rose Crown of Andor。 For a thousand years that had been the sign of House Bryne； strength and courage in service of the queen。 He needed a new pipe； this one was old。
〃I didn't e out of that as well as you might have heard。〃 He leaned down for one of the men to hand him a twig still glowing from one of the spent fires； then straightened to puff his pipe alight。 〃It was some three years ago。 The Amyrlin was making a progression。 Cairhien； Tear； Illian； and finishing up in Caemlyn before returning to Tar Valon。 At that time we were having problems with Murandian border lords … as usual。〃 Laughter rippled； they had all served on the Murandian border at one time or another。 〃I had sent some of the Guards down to set the Murandians straight on who owned the sheep and cattle on our side of the border。 I never expected the Amyrlin to take an interest。〃 He certainly had their attention； preparations to leave were still going on； but more slowly。
〃Siuan Sanche and Elaida closeted themselves with Morgase …〃 There； he had said her name again； and it did not even smart。 〃 … and when they came out； Morgase was half thunderhead； with lightning shooting out of her eyes； and half ten…year…old who'd been hauled up by her mother for stealing honeycakes。 She's a tough woman； but caught between Elaida and the Amyrlin Seat。。。〃 He shook his head； and they chuckled； Aes Sedai attentions were one thing none of them envied lords and rulers。 〃She ordered me to remove all troops from the border with Murandy immediately。 I asked her to discuss it with me in private； and Siuan Sanche jumped all over me。 In front of half the court； she chewed me up one side and down the other like a raw recruit。 Said if I couldn't do as I was told； she'd use me for fishbait。〃 He had had to beg her pardon before it was done … in front of everyone； for trying to do as he had been sworn to do … but there was no need to add that。 Even at the end he had not been sure that she would not make Morgase behead him； or have it done herself。
〃Must have meant to catch herself a mighty big fish；〃 someone laughed； and others joined in。
〃The upshot was；〃 Bryne went on； 〃my hide got singed； and the Guards were ordered back from the border。 So if you're looking to me to protect you in Ebou Dar； just remember it's my opinion those barmaids would hang the Amyrlin out to dry along with the rest of us。〃 They roared with mirth。
〃Did you ever find out what it was about； my Lord？〃 Joni wanted to know。
Bryne shook his head。 〃Aes Sedai business of some sort； I expect。 They don't tell the likes of you and me what they are up to。〃 That earned a few chuckles as well。
They mounted up with an alacrity that belied their ages。 Some of them are no older than me； he thought wryly。 Too old to go chasing after a pretty pair of eyes young enough to be his daughter's if not his granddaughter's。 I only want to know why she broke oath； he told himself firmly。 Only that。
Raising his hand； he signaled forward； and they headed west； leaving a trail of dust。 It would take hard riding to catch up。 But he meant to。 In Ebou Dar or the Pit of Doom； he would find them。
Chapter 13
（Elephant）
A Small Room in Sienda
Elayne held herself against the swaying of the coach on its leather hinges； trying to ignore Nynaeve's sour face across from her。 The curtains were drawn back despite a sprinkling of dust that sometimes whipped through the windows； the breeze blew away some of the late…afternoon heat。 Rolling； forested hills streamed past； the woods occasionally broken by short stretches of farmland。 A lord's manor； in the fashion of Amadicia； topped one of the hills a few miles from the road； a huge stone foundation fifty feet high with an elaborate wooden structure atop that； all ornate balconies and red…tiled roofs。 Once it all would have been stone； but many years had passed since a lord needed a fortress in Amadicia； and the king's law now required the wooden construction。 No rebel lord would be able to hold out against the king for long。 Of course； the Children of the Light were exempted from that