Loial, if they won't let us in, we will have to find a way to sneak in. Light! I am sorry they're angry, Lan, but I was invited in. Emptiness. Be not so hasty, Shienaran.
Too late, Rand muttered. It had arrowslits instead of windows, and a heavy, iron-bound door. The man tried to pull his head away from the knife in Thom's hand, and Thom pushed him harder against the wall. As if Egwene would be going to sleep already, with the feast for the Amyrlin tonight.
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