From Rand, too. The occasional ox-cart or horse-drawn wagon hurried off the road, down narrow tracks or even into fields, out of the way. All three saluted Rand with fist to chest; then they turned to one another. I will remember that next time, Egwene said, and Siuan bowed her head as if in acceptance.
It is the third Sunset Convocation, she went on. Only a few hours yet till sunset, and he wanted a tight camp on high ground before then. All centered around Rand. She had expected the woman to fight harder, to resist longer.
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