Twice dawns the day when his blood is shed. For all I know, looking at it may be as bad as touching it. She touched her forehead, then peered at the dampness on her fingers. But if the gates are barred, Mat said, how do we get out? Rand stared at him.
She shook her head. Only moments. They were his, too, body and soul. If you hadn't, it would be all over the Foregate by now, and half a Cairhien would be lying in wait to take it away.
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