Rand, I'd never tell anyone about - about you. In any case, there is nothing you can do about it. Tell me your name. He bowed toward Loial, even managing a flourish of his cloak despite the fact that he was sitting on it.
He took off his wet things, putting on a dry shirt and breeches before lying down, since there were no sheets or blankets, and propped his sword beside the head of the bed. She thought she would have gone mad if she had had to wear the collar; that was why she could not make her voice sharp with Elayne now. My name is Rand al'Thor, he snapped. The things in them shifted with the slightest touch, rattling.
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