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Their heads turned toward Siuan； faces unruffled。 〃As you mand； Mother；〃 they murmured together。 It was Siuan who looked ready to faint。
She was still staring at nothing when they reached the road and turned their horses east toward the Aes Sedai camp and the army。 The sun still climbed toward its zenith； still well short。 It had been a morning eventful as most days。 Most weeks； for that matter。 Egwene let Daishar amble。
〃Myrelle was right；〃 Siuan mumbled finally。 With her rider's mind elsewhere； the mare moved with something close to a smooth gait； she actually made Siuan appear a petent rider。 〃Fealty。 No one has ever done that。 No one。 There isn't so much as a hint in the secret histories。 And them； obeying me。 You aren't just changing a few things； you're rebuilding the boat while sailing a storm！ Everything is changing。 And Nicola！ In my day； a novice would have wet herself if she even thought of blackmailing a sister！〃
〃Not their first attempt；〃 Egwene told her； relating the facts in as few words as possible。
She expected Siuan to explode in a fury at the pair； but instead the woman said； quite calmly； 〃I fear our two adventurous lasses are about to meet with accidents。〃
〃No！〃 Egwene reined in so suddenly that Siuan's mare ambled another half…dozen paces before she could bring the animal under control and turn her； all the while muttering imprecations under her breath。 She sat there giving Egwene a patient look that outdid Lelaine at her worst。
〃Mother； they have a club over your head； if they're ever smart enough to think it out。 Even if the Hall doesn't force you into a penance； you can watch any hope you have with them sail right over the horizon。〃 She shook her head disgustedly。 〃I knew you would do it when I sent you out … I knew you'd have to … but I never thought Elayne and Nynaeve were witless enough to bring back anyone who knew。 Those two girls deserve all they'll catch if this gets out。 But you can't afford to let it out。〃
〃Nothing is to happen to Nicola or Areina； Siuan！ If I approve killing them for what they know； who's next？ Romanda and Lelaine； for not agreeing with me？ Where does it stop？〃 In a way； she felt disgusted with herself。 Once； she would not have understood what Siuan meant。 It was always better to know than to be ignorant； but sometimes ignorance was much more fortable。 Heeling Daishar on； she said； 〃I won't have a day of victory spoiled with talk of murder。 Myrelle wasn't even the beginning； Siuan。 This morning； Faolain and Theodrin were waiting。。。 〃 Siuan brought the plump mare in closer to listen as they rode。
The news did not relieve Siuan's concern over Nicola and Areina； but Egwene's plans certainly put a sparkle in her eye and a smile of anticipation on her lips。 By the time they reached the Aes Sedai camp； she was eager to take on her next task。 Which was to tell Sheriam and the rest of Myrelle's friends that they were expected in the Amyrlin's study at midday。 She could even say quite truthfully that nothing would be required of them that other sisters had not done before。
For all her talk of victory； Egwene did not feel so zestful。 She barely heard blessings and calls for blessings； acknowledging them with only a wave of her hand； and was sure she missed more than she did hear。 She could not countenance murder； but Nicola and Areina would bear watching。 Will I ever reach a place where the difficulties don't keep piling up？ she wondered。 Somewhere a victory did not seem to have to be matched by a new danger。
When she walked into her tent； her mood sank right to her feet。 Her head throbbed。 She was beginning to think she should just stay away from the tent altogether。
Two carefully folded sheets of parchment sat neatly atop the writing table； each sealed with wax and each bearing the words 〃Sealed to the Flame。〃 For anyone other than the Amyrlin； breaking that seal was accounted as serious as assaulting the Amyrlin's person。 She wished she did not have to break them。 There was no doubt in her mind who had written those words。 Unfortunately； she was right。
Romanda suggested … 〃demanded〃 was a better word … that the Amyrlin issue an edict 〃Sealed to the Hall；〃 known only to the Sitters。 The sisters were all to be summoned one by one； and any who refused was to be shielded and confined as a suspected member of the Black Ajah。 What they were to be summoned for was left rather vague； but Lelaine had more than hinted this morning。 Lelaine's own missive bore her manner all over it； mother to child； what should be done for Egwene's own good and everyone's。 The edict she wanted was only to be 〃Sealed to the Ring〃； any sister could know； and in fact； in this case they would have to。 Mention of the Black Ajah was to be forbidden as fomenting discord； a serious charge under Tower law； with appropriate penalties。
Egwene dropped onto her folding chair with a groan； and of course the legs shifted and nearly deposited her on the carpet。 She could delay and sidestep； but they would keep ing back with these idiocies。 Sooner or later one would introduce her modest proposal to the Hall； and that would put the fox in the henyard。 Were they blind？ Fomenting discord？ Lelaine would have every sister convinced not just that there was a Black Ajah； but that Egwene was part of it。 The stampede of Aes Sedai back to Tar Valon and Elaida could not be far behind。 Romanda just meant to set off a mutiny。 There were six of those hidden in the secret histories。 Half a dozen in more than three thousand years might not be very many； but each had resulted in an Amyrlin resigning and the entire Hall as well。 Lelaine knew that； and Romanda。 Lelaine had been a Sitter for nearly forty years； with access to all the hidden records。 Before resigning to go into a country retreat； as many sisters did in age； Romanda had held a chair for the Yellow so long that some said she had had as much power as any Amyrlin she sat under。 Being chosen to sit a second time was nearly unheard of； but Romanda was not one to let power reside anywhere outside her own hands if she could manage。
No； they were not blind； just afraid。 Everybody was； including her； and even Aes Sedai did not always think clearly when they were afraid。 She refolded the pages； wanting to crumple them up and stamp her feet on them。 Her head was going to burst。
〃May I e in； Mother？〃 Halima Saranov swayed into the tent without waiting for an answer。 The way Halima moved always drew every male eye from age twelve to two days past the grave； but then； if she hid herself in a heavy cloak from the shoulders down； men still would stare。 Long black hair； glistening as if she washed it every day in fresh rainwater； framed a face that made sure of that。 〃Delana Sedai thought you might want to see this。 She's putting it before the Hall this morning。〃
The Hall was sitting without so much as informing her？ Well； she had been away； but custom if not law said the Amyrlin must be informed before the Hall could sit。 Unless they were sitting to depose her； anyway。 At that moment； she would almost have taken it as a blessing。 She eyed the folded sheet of paper Halima laid on her table much as she would a poisonous snake。 Not sealed； the newest novice could read it； so far as Delana was concerned。 The declaration that Elaida was a Darkfriend； of course。 Not quite as bad as Romanda or Lelaine； but if she heard the Hall had broken up in a riot； she would hardly blink。
〃Halima； I could wish you'd gone home when Cabriana died。〃 Or at least that Delana had had the sense to seal the woman's information to the Hall。 Or even to the Flame。 Instead of telling every sister she could collar。
〃I could hardly do that； Mother。〃 Halima's green eyes flashed with what seemed challenge or defiance； but she only had two ways to look at anyone； a wide； direct stare that dared and a lidded gaze that smoldered。 Her eyes caused a lot of misunderstanding。 〃After Cabriana Sedai told me what she'd learned about Elaida？ And her plans？ Cabriana was my friend； and friend to you； to all of you opposing Elaida； so I had no choice。 I only thank the Light she mentioned Salidar； so I knew where to e。〃 She put her hands on a waist as small as Egwene's had been in Tel'aran'rhiod and tilted her head to one side； studying Egwene intently。 〃Your brain is hurting again； isn't it？ Cabriana used to have such pains； so bad they made her toes cramp。 She had to soak in hot water till she could bear to put on clothes。 It took days； sometimes。 If I hadn't e； yours could have gotten that bad eventually。〃 Moving around behind the chair； she began kneading Egwene's scalp。 Halima's fingers possessed a skill that melted pain away。 〃You could hardly ask another sister for Healing as often as you have these aches。 It's just tightness； anyway。 I can feel it。〃
〃I suppose I couldn't；〃 Egwene murmured。 She rather liked the woman； whatever anyone said； and not just for her talent in smoothing away headaches。 Halima was earthy and open； a country woman however much time she had spent gaining a skim of city sophistication； balancing respect for the Amyrlin with a sort of neighborliness in a way Egwene found refreshing。 Startling； sometimes； but enlivening。 Even Chesa did not do better； but Chesa was always the servant； even if friendly； while Halima never showed the slightest obsequiousness。 Yet Egwene really did wish she had gone back to her home when Cabriana fell from that horse and broke her neck。
It might have been useful had the sisters accepted Cabriana's belief that Elaida intended to still half of them and break the rest； but everyone was sure Halima had garbled that somehow。 It was the Black Ajah they latched on to。 Women unused to being afraid of anything had taken what they had always denied and terrified themselves half…witless with it How was she to root the Darkfriends out without scattering the other sisters like a frightened covey of quail？ How to stop them scattering sooner or later anyway？ Light； how？
〃Think on looseness；〃 Halima said softly。 〃Your face is loose。 Your neck is loose。 Your shoulders。。。 〃 Her voice was almost hypnotic； a drone that seemed to caress each part of Egwene's body she wanted to relax。
Some women disliked her just for the way she looked； of course； as though a particularly lascivious man had dreamed her； and a good many claimed she flirted with anything in breeches； which Egwene could not have approved of； but Halima admitted she liked looking at men。 Her worst critics never claimed she had done more than flirt； and she herself became indignant at the suggestion。 She was no fool … Egwene had known that at their first conversation； the day after Logain escaped； when the headaches had begun … not at all the brainless flipskirt。 Egwene suspected it was much as with Meri。 Halima could not help her face or her manner。 Her smile seemed inviting or teasing because of the shape of her mouth； she smiled the same at man or woman or child。 It was hardly her fault that people thought she was flirting when she was only looking。 Besides； she had never mentioned the headaches to anyone。 If she had； every Yellow sister in the camp would be laying siege。 That indicated friendship； if not loyalty。
Egwene's eyes fell on the papers on the writing table； and her thoughts drifted under Halima's stroking fingers。 Torches ready to be tossed into the haystack。 Ten days to the border of Andor； unless Lord Bryne was willing to push without knowing why； and no opposition before。 Could she hold those torches back ten days？ Southharbor。 Northharbor。 The keys to Tar Valon。 How could she be sure of Nicola and Areina； short of Siuan's suggestion？ She needed to arrange for every sister to be tested before they reached Andor。 She had the Talent for working with metals and ores； but it was rare among Aes Sedai。 Nicola。 Areina。 The Black Ajah。
〃You're tensing again。 Stop worrying over the Hall。〃 Those soothing fingers paused； then began once more。 〃This would do better tonight； after you've had a hot bath。 I could work your shoulders and back； everywhere。 We haven't tried that； yet You're stiff as a stake； you should be supple enough to bend backwards and put your head between your ankles。 Mind and bod