The walls here had two tapestries, mountain scenes with waterfalls, and flower-embroidered curtains alongside the arrowslits. We are two women, a long way from Emond's Field, and it will be longer still before we see home again. Suddenly Selene smiled, and dropped a half-mocking curtsy. Would the Great Lord of the Dark appear to them as a man? And masked, besides? Yet the Myrddraal, its very gaze fear, trembled and almost cowered where it stood in the figure's shadow.
Rand stared at the sniffer ruefully; Hurin gave a weak grin. Sometimes one winked out as one girl or the other failed to maintain it as it came to her, then winked back a little altered in color or size. The Amyrlin nodded as if it were all of no consequence. Even soft, the sad sound was too loud in that place, too real.
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