You sound as if it isn't safe now, Thom said slowly. He could feel each minute stirring of the air on his face. Mother, if there are Whitecloak killers about, or Darkfriends, you must allow me to send men with you. The word seemed to quiver in the air, almost visible.
How can I go? Rand asked her. Perrin seemed to share something of his mood, staring straight ahead at nothing as they rode. I suppose it is. She might be able to tell us something useful, anyway.
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