There was no reason the woman had to believe them—something tickled at that, but she could not say what An officer marked by a tall red plume on his helmet strode ahead of some twenty men carrying wide shields as tall as their shoulders, followed by perhaps two hundred more with heavy crossbows. He disliked useless people, and the scribbler was the very form of use-lessness. Another thing.
What way? She simply would not apply her brain. Long ago she had pledged that one day she would bring Sheriam to heel, and today was the day. Liveried servants bowed and curtsied as they scurried about their tasks, seeing only the Keeper in all her Acs Sedai serenity. People who did notice usually seemed to find an urgent need to be a street away.
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