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heard。 Mat wanted him to say something。 Anything。 This silence was unnerving。 〃Would you have thought escorting a peddler would be such an honor Rhuarc and Couladin would argue over it？ Do you understand any of this ji'e'toh？〃
〃You are a fool；〃 Aviendha muttered。 〃'It had nothing to do with ji'e'toh。 Couladin tries to behave as a clan chief。 Rhuarc cannot allow that until … unless … he has gone to Rhuidean。 The Shaido would steal bones from a dog … they would steal the bones and the dog … yet even they deserve a true chief。 And because of Rand al'Thor we must allow a thousand of them to pitch their tents in our lands。〃
〃His eyes；〃 Rand said without looking away from the wagons。 〃A dangerous man。〃
Mat frowned at him。 〃Whose eyes？ Couladin's？〃
〃Kadere's eyes。 All that sweating； going white in the face。 Yet his eyes never changed。 You always have to watch the eyes。 Not what he seems。〃
〃Sure； Rand。〃 Mat shifted in his saddle； half lifted his reins as if to ride on。 Maybe silence had not been so bad。 〃You have to watch the eyes。〃
Rand changed his study to the tops of the nearest spires and buttes； twisting his head this way and that。 〃Time is the risk；〃 he murmured。 〃Time sets snares。 I have to avoid theirs while setting mine。〃
There was nothing up there that Mat could make out beyond an occasional scattering of brush and now and then a stunted tree。 Aviendha frowned at the heights； then at Rand； adjusting her shawl。 〃Snares？〃 Mat said。 Light； let him give me an answer that isn't crazy。 〃Who's setting snares？〃
For a moment Rand looked at him as if he did not understand the question。 The peddlers' wagons were starting off with an escort of Maidens loping alongside； turning to follow the Jindo as they trotted past； mirrored by the Shaido。 More Maidens sped ahead to scout。 Only the Aiel around Rand stood still； though the Wise Ones' party dawdled and watched； and from Egwene's gestures； Mat thought she wanted to e check on them。
〃You can't see it； or feel it；〃 Rand said finally。 Leaning a little toward Mat； he whispered loudly； as though pretending。 〃We ride with evil now； Mat。 Watch yourself。〃 He wore that twisted grin again； as he watched the wagons lumber by。
〃You think this Kadere is evil？〃
〃A dangerous man； Mat … the eyes always give it away … yet who can say？ But what cause have I to worry； with Moiraine and the Wise Ones watching out for me？ And we mustn't forget Lanfear。 Has any man ever been under so many watchful eyes？〃
Abruptly Rand straightened in his saddle。 〃It has begun；〃 be said quietly。 〃Wish that I have your luck； Mat。 It has begun； and there is no turning back； now； however the blade falls。〃 Nodding to himself； he started his dapple after Rhuarc； Aviendha trotting alongside； the hundred Jindo following。
Mat was glad enough to follow too。 Better than being left there； certainly。 The sun burned high in a stark blue sky。 There was a lot of traveling yet to be done before sunset。 It had begun？ What did he mean； it had begun？ It had begun in Rhuidean； or better； in Emond's Field on Winternight a year gone。 〃Riding with evil〃 and 〃no turning back〃？ And Lanfear？ Rand was walking the razor's edge； now。 No doubt about it。 There had to be a way out of the Waste before it was too late。 From time to time Mat studied the peddlers' wagons。 Before it was too late。 If it was not already。
Chapter 37
（Horned Skull）
Imre Stand
The sun still stood more than its own height above the jagged western horizon when Rhuarc said that Imre Stand； where he intended to stay for the night； lay only a mile or so ahead。
〃Why are we stopping already？〃 Rand asked。 〃There are hours more daylight left。〃
It was Aviendha； walking along on the other side of Jeade'en from the clan chief； who answered； in the scornful tone he had e to expect。 〃There is water at Imre Stand。 It is best to camp near water when the chance presents itself。〃
〃And the peddlers' wagons cannot go much farther；〃 Rhuarc added。 〃When the shadows lengthen； they must stop or begin breaking wheels and mules' legs。 I do not want to leave them behind。 I cannot spare anyone to watch over them； and Couladin can。〃 Rand twisted in his saddle。 Flanked now by Jindo Duadhe Mahdi'in； Water Seekers； the wagons were making heavy going a few hundred paces off to the side； lurching along； raising a tall plume of yellow dust。 Most gullies were too deep or too steep…walled； forcing the drivers to go around； so the train twisted like a drunken snake。 Loud curses floated from the wavering line； most blaming the mules for it all。 Kadere and Keille were still inside their white…painted wagons。
〃No；〃 Rand said； 〃you don't want to do that。〃 He laughed softly in spite of himself。
Mat was looking at him oddly from under the broad brim of his new hat。 He smiled in what he hoped was a reassuring way； but Mat's expression did not change。 He's going to have to take care of himself； Rand thought。 Too much is riding on this。
Speaking of taking care； he became aware of Aviendha studying him； her shawl wrapped around her head much like a shoufa。 He straightened himself again。 Moiraine might have told her off to nurse him； but he had the impression the woman was waiting to see him fall。 Doubtless she would find that funny； Aiel humor being what it was。 He would have liked to think she simply resented being stuffed into a dress and set to watch him； but the glitter in her eyes seemed too personal for that。
For once Moiraine and the Wise Ones were not watching him。 Halfway between the Jindo and the Shaido； Moiraine and Egwene were walking with Amys and the others； all six women looking at something in the Aes Sedai's hands。 It caught the light of the falling sun； sparkling like a gem； they certainly seemed as intent as any girl on a pretty。 Lan rode back among the gai'shain and packhorses； as though they had sent him away。
The scene made Rand uneasy。 He was used to being the center of attention for that lot。 What had they found more interesting？ Surely nothing he could be happy about； not with Moiraine； likely not with Amys or the others。 They all had their plans for him。 Egwene was the only one of them he really trusted。 Light； I hope I can still trust her。 The only one he could really trust was himself。 When the boar breaks cover； there's only you and your spear。 His laugh was a touch bitter this time。
〃You find the Three…fold Land amusing； Rand al'Thor？〃 Aviendha's smile was the merest flash of white teeth。 〃Laugh while you can； wetlander。 When this land begins to break you； it will be a fitting punishment for your treatment of Elayne。〃
Why would the woman an not let up？ 〃You didn't show any respect for the Dragon Reborn；〃 he snapped； 〃but you could try finding a little for the Car'a'carn。〃
Rhuarc chuckled。 〃A clan chief is not a wetlander king Rand； nor is the Car'a'carn。 There is respect … though women generally show as little as they can get away with … but anyone can speak to a chief。〃 Even so； he sent a frown in the direction of the woman on the other side of Rand's horse。 〃Some do push the bounds of honor。〃
Aviendha must have known that last was meant for her ears； her face went stony。 But she strode along without saying another word； fists clenched at her sides。
A pair of the scouting Maidens appeared； ing back at a dead run。 They were plainly not together； one headed straight for the Shaido； the other for the Jindo。 Rand recognized her； a yellow…haired woman named Adelin； handsome but hard…faced； with a scar making a fine white line across her sun…dark cheek。 She was one of those who had been in the Stone； though older than most of the Maidens there； perhaps ten years more than he。 The quick look she gave Aviendha before falling in beside Rhuarc； an equal blend of curiosity and sympathy； made Rand bristle。 If Aviendha had agreed to do the Wise Ones' spying； she certainly did not deserve sympathy。 His pany was not so onerous as that。 Him； Adelin ignored altogether。
〃There is trouble at Imre Stand；〃 she told Rhuarc； her speech quick and clipped。 〃There is no one to be seen。 We have kept hidden and not gone close。〃
〃Good；〃 Rhuarc replied。 〃Inform the Wise Ones。〃 Unconsciously hefting his spears； he dropped back to the main body of Jindo。 Aviendha muttered to herself； plucking at her skirts； obviously wanting to join him。
〃I think they already know；〃 Mat said as Adelin sped toward the Wise Ones' party。
From the agitation among the women around Moiraine； Rand thought he was right。 They all appeared to be talking at once。 Egwene was shading her eyes； staring at either Adelin or him； her other hand to her mouth。 How they knew had to be a question for later。
〃What kind of trouble might it be？〃 he asked Aviendha。 Still muttering to herself； she did not answer。 〃Aviendha？ What kind of trouble？〃 Nothing。 〃Burn you； woman； you can answer a simple question！ What kind of trouble？〃
She flushed； but her reply came in a level tone。 〃It is most likely to be a raid； for goats or sheep； either could be herded at Imre for pasture； but most likely goats； because of the water。 Probably it was the Chareen； the White Mountain sept or the Jarra。 They are closest。 Or it might be a sept from the Goshien。 The Tomanelle are too far； I think。〃
〃Will there be fighting？〃 He reached out for saidin； the sweet rush of the Power flooded him。 The rancid taint oozed through him； and fresh sweat burst from every pore。 〃Aviendha？〃
〃No。 Adelin would have said if the raiders were still there。 The herd and the gai'shain are miles gone by now。 We cannot recover the herd because we must acpany you。 〃
He wondered why she did not mention recovering the captives； the gai'shain； but he did not wonder long。 The effort of staying upright while holding on to saidin； of not folding up and being swept away； left little room for thought。
Rhuarc and the Jindo swept ahead at a run； already veiling their faces； and Rand followed more slowly。 Aviendha shot him impatient frowns； but he kept Jeade'en to a brisk walk。 He would not go galloping into someone else's trap。 At least Mat was in no hurry； he hesitated； looking at the peddlers' wagons； before cantering Pips up。 Rand never glanced at the wagons。
The Shaido fell behind； slowing until the Wise Ones began to move again。 Of course。 This was Taardad land。 Couladin would not care if someone raided here。 Rand hoped the clan chiefs could be gathered at Alcair Dal quickly。 How could he unite a people who seemed to fight each other all the time？ The least of his worries； now。
When Imre Stand finally came in sight； it was something of a surprise。 A few widely scattered clumps of long…haired white goats browsed on patches of tough grass and even the leaves of thorny bushes。 At first he did not see the crude stone building set against the base of a tall butte； the rough stonework blended in perfectly； and several thornbushes had taken root on the dirt covered roof。 Not very big； it had arrowslits for windows and only one door that he could see。 After a moment he spotted another building； no larger； tucked onto a ledge some twenty paces higher。 A deep crevice ran up to the ledge and beyond from behind the stone house at the base； there was no other evident way to reach the ledge。
Rhuarc； standing openly four hundred or so paces from the butte with his veil lowered； was the only Jindo in sight。 That did not mean the others were not there； of course。 Rand reined in beside him and dismounted。 The clan chief continued to study the stone buildings。
〃The goats；〃 Aviendha said； sounding troubled。 〃Raiders would not have left any goats behind。 Most are gone； but it almost looks as if the herd has just been allowed to wander。〃
〃For days；〃 Rhuarc agreed； not taking his eyes from the buildings； 〃or more would remain。 Why does no one e out？ They should be able to see my face； and know me。〃 He started forward； and made no objection when Rand joined him leading Jeade'en。 Aviendha had one hand on her belt knife； and Mat； riding behind； carried that black…hafted spear as if he expected to need it。
The door was rough wood；