Rand opened the door hesitantly and put his head in. He did not see any sign of it other than the procession, but he thought that there must be a reason for that. I am not frightened. As soon as we can, he muttered, putting it back in his pocket again.
Daes Dae'mar - Light, I'm tired of hearing about the Great Game. As long as Rand was doing something, anything, Hurin would have confidence that it would all come right in the end. Rand almost wished more Trollocs would appear, something he could fight. Why would they now - ? Enough of idle talk, the honey-haired woman broke in angrily.
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