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in a cloth； too absorbed in their food and too far from the cart paths to pay much mind to anyone passing。 Still； Loial earned some stares despite the deep hood hiding his face。 Even on Stepper Perrin came short of the Ogier's chest on his tall mount。 To the people who saw them from a distance they must have looked like an adult with two children； all on ponies； leading packponies。 Certainly not a usual sight； but Perrin hoped that was what they thought they saw。 Talk would draw notice。 He had to avoid that until he got Mistress Luhhan and the others free。 If only Cenn kept his peace。 He kept the hood of his own cloak up； too。 That might also cause talk； but not as much as if anyone saw his beard and realized he was definitely not a child。 At least the day was not particularly warm。 It almost felt like spring； not summer； after Tear。
He had no trouble finding the split oak； the two halves leaning apart in a wide fork with the inner surface black and hardened like iron； the ground beneath the thick spreading branches clear。 Merely crossing the village was much shorter than going around； so Mistress al'Vere was already waiting； shifting her shawl a trifle impatiently。 The Aiel were there； too； squatting on the mulch of old oak leaves and squirrel chewed acorn hulls； Gaul apart from the two women。 The Maidens and Gaul watched each other almost as closely as the surrounding woods。 Perrin had no doubt they had managed to reach this spot unobserved。 He wished he had that ability； he could stalk fairly well in the woods； but the Aiel did not seem to care if it was forest or farmland or city。 When they did not want to be seen； they found a way not to be seen。
Mistress al'Vere insisted they go the rest of the way afoot； claiming the way was too overgrown for riding。 Perrin did not agree； but he dismounted anyway。 No doubt it would not be fortable leading folk on horseback while on foot。 In any case； his head was full of plans。 He needed a look at the Whitecloak camp up at Watch Hill before deciding how to rescue Mistress Luhhan and the others。 And where were Tam and Abell hiding？ Neither Bran nor Mistress al'Vere had said； perhaps they did not know。 If Tam and Abell had not brought the prisoners out already； it was not an easy task。 He had to do it somehow； though。 Then he could turn his attention to Trollocs。
No one from the village had e this way in years； and the path had vanished； yet tall trees kept the undergrowth down to a large extent。 The Aiel slipped along silently with everyone else； acceding to Mistress al'Vere's insistence that they all stay together。 Loial murmured approvingly at great oaks or particularly tall fir trees and leatherleaf。 Occasionally a mocker or redbreast sang in the trees； and once Perrin smelled a fox watching them pass。
Suddenly he caught man scent that had not been there a moment before； heard a faint rustle。 The Aiel tensed； crouching with spears ready。 Perrin reached to his quiver。
〃Be at ease；〃 Mistress al'Vere said urgently； motioning for weapons to be lowered。 〃Please； be at ease。〃
Abruptly there were two men standing ahead； one tall and dark and slender to the left； the other short； stocky and graying to the right。 Both held bows with arrows nocked； ready to raise and draw； with quivers balancing the swords on their hips。 Both wore cloaks that seemed to fade into the surrounding foliage。
〃Warders！〃 Perrin exclaimed。 〃Why didn't you tell us there are Aes Sedai here； Mistress al'Vere？ Master al'Vere never mentioned it either。 Why？〃
〃Because he doesn't know；〃 she said hurriedly。 〃I did not lie when I said this is Women's Circle business。〃 She turned her attention to the two Warders； neither of whom had relaxed an inch。 〃Tomas； Ihvon； you know me。 Put those bows down。 You know I'd not bring anyone here if they meant harm。〃
〃An Ogier；〃 the gray haired man said； 〃Aiel； a yellow…eyed man… the one the Whitecloaks seek； of course … and a fierce young woman with a knife。〃 Perrin glanced at Faile； she held a blade ready to throw。 He agreed with her this time。 These might be Warders； but they showed no sign of lowering their bows yet； their faces might as well have been carved from anvils。 The Aiel looked ready to begin dancing the spears without waiting to veil themselves。 〃A strange group； Mistress al'Vere；〃 the older Warder went on。 〃We shall see。 Ihvon？〃 The slender man nodded and melted into the undergrowth； Perrin could barely hear the fellow's going。 Warders moved like death itself when they wanted to。
〃What do you mean； Women's Circle business？〃 he demanded。 〃I know Whitecloaks would cause trouble if they knew about Aes Sedai； so you wouldn't want to tell Hari Coplin； but why keep it secret from the Mayor？ And us？〃
〃Because we agreed to；〃 Mistress al'Vere said irritably。 The irritation seemed meant in equal parts for Perrin and the Warder still guarding them … there was no other word for it … with maybe a bit left over for the Aes Sedai。 〃They were at Watch Hill when the Whitecloaks came。 No one there knew who they were except the Circle there； who passed them on to us to hide。 From everyone； Perrin。 It's the best way to keep a secret； if only a few know。 Light preserve me； I know two women who have stopped sharing their husbands' beds for fear they might talk in their sleep。 We agreed to keep it secret。〃
〃Why did you decide to change that？〃 the gray haired Warder asked in a hard voice。
〃For what I consider good and sufficient reasons； Tomas。〃 From the way she shifted her shawl； Perrin suspected she was hoping the Circle… and the Aes Sedai … thought so； too。 Rumor had it the Circle could be even harder on each other than they were on the rest of the village。 〃Where better to hide you； Perrin； than with Aes Sedai？ Surely you aren't afraid of them； not after leaving here with one。 And。。。 You will find out soon enough。 You just have to trust me。〃
〃There are Aes Sedai and Aes Sedai；〃 Perrin told her。 But those he considered the worst； the Red Ajah； did not bond Warders； the Red Ajah did not like men very much at all。 This Tomas had dark unwavering eyes。 They might rush him； or better simply leave； but the Warder would surely put an arrow through the first one to do something he did not like； and Perrin was ready to bet the man had more shafts handy for easy nocking。 The Aiel seemed to agree； they still looked ready to spring in any direction at any moment； but they looked as if they could stand where they were until the sun froze； too。 Perrin patted Faile on the shoulder。 〃It will be all right；〃 he said。
〃Of course it will；〃 she replied； smiling。 She had put the knife away。 〃If Mistress al'Vere says it； I trust her。〃
Perrin hoped she was right。 He did not trust as many people as he once had。 Not Aes Sedai。 And maybe not even Marin al'Vere。 But maybe these Aes Sedai would help him fight Trollocs。 He would trust anyone who did that。 But how far could he rely on Aes Sedai？ They did what they did for their own reasons； the Two Rivers was home； to him； but to them it might be a stone on a stones board。 Faile and Marin al'Vere appeared to be trusting； though； and the Aiel waited。 For the moment； it seemed he had little choice。
Chapter 31
（Sunburst）
Assurances
In a few minutes Ihvon returned。 〃You can go ahead； Mistress al'Vere〃 was all he said before he and Tomas both vanished into the brush again without so much as the rustle of a leaf。
〃They are very good；〃 Gaul muttered； still staring around suspiciously。
〃A child could hide in this；〃 Chiad told him； slapping a redberry branch。 But she watched the undergrowth as closely as Gaul did。
None of the Aiel appeared eager to go on。 Not reluctant； precisely； and certainly not afraid； but definitely not eager。 One day Perrin hoped to figure out what it was Aiel did feel toward Aes Sedai。 One day。 He was not particularly enthusiastic himself； today。
〃Let's go meet these Aes Sedai of yours；〃 he told Mistress al'Vere gruffly。
The old sickhouse was even more ramshackle than he remembered； a sprawling single story that leaned drunkenly； half the rooms open to the sky； a forty…foot sourgum tree poking up from one。 The forest closed in on every side。 A thick net of vines and briars snaked up the walls； covered the remaining thatch with green； he thought they might be all that was holding the building up。 The front door was cleared； though。 He smelled horses； and a faint aroma of beans and ham； but oddly； no woodsmoke。
Tying their animals to low branches； they followed Mistress al'Vere inside； where vine…shrouded windows admitted only a dim light。 The front room was large and bare of furnishings； with dirt in the corners and a few cobwebs that had escaped an obviously hasty cleaning。 Four blanket rolls were laid out on the floor； with saddles and saddlebags and neatly tied bundles against the wall； and a small kettle on the stone hearth gave off the cooking smells despite the lack of any fire。 A smaller kettle seemed to be water for tea； almost at the boil。 Two Aes Sedai awaited them。 Marin al'Vere curtsied hastily and launched into an anxious cascade of introductions and explanations。
Perrin leaned his chin against his bow。 He recognized the Aes Sedai。 Verin Mathwin； plump and square…faced； gray streaking her brown hair despite her smooth…cheeked Aes Sedai agelessness； was Brown Ajah； and like all Browns seemingly lost half the time in the search for knowledge； whether old and lost or new。 But sometimes her dark eyes belied that vague dreamy expression； as now； looking past Marin at him sharp as tacks。 She was one of two Aes Sedai besides Moiraine he was certain knew about Rand； and he suspected she knew more about himself than she let on。 Her eyes took on that slight vagueness again as she listened to Marin； but for an instant they had weighed him on scales； factored him into her own plans。 He would have to be very careful around her。
The other； a dark； slender woman in a deep green silk riding dress that contrasted sharply with Verin's plain brown； inkstained at the cuffs； he had never met； and only seen once。 Alanna Mosvani was Green Ajah； if he remembered correctly； a beautiful woman with long black hair and penetrating dark eyes。 Those eyes sought him； too； while she listened to Marin。 Something Egwene had said came back to him。 Some Aes Sedai who shouldn't know about Rand show too much interest in him。 Elaida； for instance； and Alanna Mosvani。 I don't think I trust either of them。 Perhaps it would be best to be guided by Egwene until he found out differently。
His ears perked up when Marin said； still apprehensive； 〃You were asking about him； Verin Sedai。 Perrin； I mean。 All three boys； but Perrin among them。 It seemed the easiest way to keep him from getting himself killed was to bring him to you。 There just wasn't any time to ask first。 Do say you under …〃
〃It is quite all right； Mistress al'Vere；〃 Verin interrupted in a soothing tone。 〃You did exactly the correct thing。 Perrin is in the right hands； now。 Also I will enjoy the chance to learn more about the Aiel； and it is always a pleasure to talk with an Ogier。 I will pick your brain； Loial。 I have found some fascinating things in Ogier books。〃
Loial gave her a pleased smile； anything to do with books seemed to please him。 Gaul； on the other hand； exchanged guarded looks with Bain and Chiad。
〃It is all right as long as you do not do it again；〃 Alanna said firmly。 〃Unless。。。 You are alone？〃 she asked Perrin in a voice that required an answer； and right now。 〃Did the other two return as well？〃
〃Why are you here？〃 he demanded right back。
〃Perrin！〃 Mistress al'Vere said sharply。 〃Mind your manners！ You may have picked up some rough ways out in the world； but you can just lose them again now that you are home。〃
〃Do not trouble yourself；〃 Verin told her。。 〃Perrin and I are old friends now。 I understand him。 〃 Her dark eyes glittered at him for a moment。
〃We will take care of him。〃 Alanna's cool words seemed open to interpretation。
Verin smiled and patted Marin's shoulder。 〃You had better go on back to the village。 We don't want anyone wondering why you are walking in