Gawyn caught the reins of his own bay stallion and swung into the saddle, not waiting to clean or sheath his blade. Half turning to the steps, not quite looking at her, Elayne paused. Men and women old enough to be her grandparents sat back down beaming from that, yet she wondered what they actually believed about her, what they knew. Efalin, short graying hair hidden by the shoufa wrapped around her head, sometimes glanced Sevanna's way; if a Maiden of the Spear could be said to be uneasy, Efalin was.
How would they fight? Shouts and steel ringing on steel in the distance, the faint screams of dying men. Moderately strong in the One Power. That was a side effect of being stilled, though not many had known it; Siuan could hardly walk a step without sisters staring at her, the on , They cheered.
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