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The rough wooden gate at the end of the alley had only a lift…latch； and the narrow street beyond； lined with simple stone houses with more thatched roofs than otherwise； was empty except for a handful of boys playing some game that seemed to involve hitting each other with a beanbag。 The only adult in sight was a man feeding a cote of pigeons on a roof opposite； his head and shoulders up through a trapdoor。 Neither he nor the boys more than glanced at them as they shut the gate and started along the winding street as if they had every right to be there。
They had walked a good five miles west of Sienda along the dusty road before Thom and Juilin caught up； Thom driving what looked like a Tinker's wagon； save that it was all one color； a drab green； with the paint flaked off in large patches。 Nynaeve was grateful to stuff her bundles under the driver's seat and climb up beside him； but not so pleased to see Juilin riding Skulker。 〃I told you not to go back to the inn；〃 she told him； vowing to hit him with something if he looked at Thom。
〃I did not go back；〃 he said； unaware that he had saved himself a sore head。 〃I told the head stableman that my Lady wanted berries fresh from the country； and Thom and I had to go fetch them。 It's the sort of nonsense that some no …〃 He cut off； clearing his throat； as Elayne gave him a cool； expressionless look from the other side of Thom。 Sometimes he forgot that she really was of royalty。
〃We had to have some reason to leave the inn and the stables；〃 Thom said； whipping up the horses。 〃I suppose you two said you were taking to your room with fainting spells； or the Lady Morelin was； but the grooms would have been wondering why we wanted to wander about in the heat instead of staying in a nice cool hayloft with no work to do； and maybe a pitcher of ale。 Perhaps we'll not be worth talking about； now。〃
Elayne gave Thom； a level look … no doubt for the 〃fainting spells〃 … that he pretended not to see。 Or perhaps did not。 Men could be blind when it suited them。 Nynaeve sniffed loudly； he could not miss that。 He certainly cracked his whip over the lead horses sharply enough right after。 It was all just an excuse so they could take turns riding。 That was another thing men did； made excuses to do exactly what they wanted。 At least Elayne was frowning at him slightly instead of simpering。
〃There is something else I learned last night；〃 Thom went on after a time。 〃Pedron Niall is trying to unite the nations against Rand。〃
〃Not that I don't believe it； Thom；〃 Nynaeve said； 〃but how could you learn that？ I cannot think some Whitecloak simply told you。〃
〃Too many people were saying the same thing； Nynaeve。 There's a false Dragon in Tear。 A false Dragon； and never mind prophecies about the Stone of Tear falling； or Callandor。 This fellow is dangerous； and the nations ought to unite； the way they did in the Aiel War。 And who better to lead them against this false Dragon than Pedron Niall？ When so many tongues say the same thing； the same thought exists higher up； and in Amadicia； not even Ailron expresses a thought without asking Niall first。〃
The old gleeman always seemed to put together rumors and whispers and e up with right answers far more often than not。 No； not a gleeman； she had to remember that。 Whatever he might claim； he had been a court…bard； and had probably seen court intrigue like that in his stories at close hand。 Perhaps even dabbled in it himself； if he had been Morgase's lover。 She eyed him sideways； that leathery face with bushy white eyebrows； those long mustaches as snowy as the hair on his head。 There was no accounting for some women's taste。
〃It isn't as if we should not have expected something like this。〃 She never had。 But she should have。
〃Mother will support Rand；〃 Elayne said。 〃I know she will。 She knows the Prophecies。 And she has as much influence as Pedron Niall。〃
The slight shake of Thom's head denied the last； at least。 Morgase ruled a wealthy nation； but there were Whitecloaks in every land and from every land。 Nynaeve realized she was going to have to start paying more attention to Thom。 Perhaps he really did know as much as he pretended。 〃So now you think we should have let Galad escort us to Caemlyn？〃
Elayne leaned forward to give her a firm look past Thom。 〃Certainly not。 For one thing； there is no way to be sure that that would be his decision。 And for another。。。〃 She straightened； obscuring herself behind the man； she seemed to be talking to herself； reminding herself。 〃For another； if Mother really has turned against the Tower； I want to do all my speaking to her by letter for the time being。 She is quite capable of holding us both in the palace for our own good。 She may not be able to channel； but I do not want to try going against her until I am full Aes Sedai。 If then。〃
〃A strong woman；〃 Thom said pleasantly。 〃Morgase would teach you manners quickly enough； Nynaeve。〃 She gave him another loud sniff … all that loose hair hanging over her shoulders was no good for gripping … but the old fool only grinned at her。
The sun stood high by the time they reached the menagerie； still camped exactly where they had left it； in the clearing by the road。 In the still heat； even the oaks looked a bit wilted。 Except for the horses and the great gray boar…horses； the animals were all back in their cages and the humans were out of sight； too； no doubt inside the wagons that looked not much different from theirs。 Nynaeve and the others had all climbed down before Valan Luca appeared； still in that ridiculous red silk cape。
There were no flowery speeches this time； no cape…swirling bows。 His eyes widened when he recognized Thom and Juilin； narrowed at the boxlike wagon behind them。 He bent to peer into the deep bonnets； and his smile was not pleasant。 〃So； e down in the world； have we； my Lady Morelin？ Or maybe we were never up at all。 Stole a coach and some clothes； did you？ Well； I would hate to see such a pretty forehead branded。 That is what they do here； in case you don't know； if they do not do worse。 So since it seems you've been found out … else why are you running？ … I would suggest you hurry on as fast as you can。 If you want your bloody penny back； it's somewhere up the road。 I threw it after you； and it can lie there till Tarmon Gai'don for all I care。〃
〃You wanted a patron；〃 Nynaeve said as he was turning away。 〃We can be your patrons。〃
〃You？〃 he sneered。 But he stopped。 〃Even if a few coins stolen from some lord's purse would help； I will not accept stolen …〃
〃We will pay your expenses； Master Luca；〃 Elayne broke in with that coolly arrogant tone of hers； 〃and one hundred gold marks besides； if we can travel with you to Ghealdan； and if you agree not to stop until you reach the border。〃 Luca stared at her； running his tongue over his teeth。
Nynaeve groaned softly； A hundred marks； and gold！ A hundred silver would cover his expenses easily； to Ghealdan and further； whatever those so…called boar…horses ate。
〃You stole that much？〃 Luca said cautiously。 〃Who is after you？ I won't risk Whitecloaks； or the army。 T