She had been nervous. That had been his first real lesson as a soldier. Short of taking the coat106A CROWN OF- SWORDS-off a Warder's back or a cadin'sor/wm an Aielman, it was the only garment in the camp to fit him. We did not agree to anything impossible, Nynaeve.
Keeping her promises to Master Cauthon—Mat—and to herself was going to be difficult, but nothing he said or did could touch her. Abruptly there was a roar from the front of the battle, men shouting, screaming. On her knees, Alviarin repeated every word that Elaida had said, though she wondered why it was necessary. Well, she would be Queen again; he would see to that.
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