He was not mad. The lip of the crystal pitcher rattled against the crystal goblet, and almost as much punch went onto the golden tray. Ethically the Warder must accede to the bonding voluntarily, but it has been known to happen against the Warder's will. The alley was hardly as smooth as a paved square much less a palace floor.
Even my aunts didn't. Grimy street urchins crouched behind a dilapidated cart while they snatched puny, shriveled fruit brought hi from the country. Knew what their fate would be if their Aes Sedai died, knew what drove them when she did, knew nothing they did could change it. You may have wrought some miracle or ta'veren-work on me—and perhaps even on Dar-lin—though I cannot say what it might come to—I make no promises—but Toram hates you with a passion.
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