It leaves you completely open. Verin says you are ta'veren, she said at last, and I can feel it in you. Moiraine stood in the doorway. The other ten Shienarans had been left behind, along with Perrin.
She made a clucking sound as she pushed a battered manuscript aside to set the tray on the table. The Warder's face was stone, and sympathetic words sounded strange in that rough voice. Everything has been crazy since we got mixed up with Aes Sedai. It was the mixture she gave anyone who moped about and claimed they were sick, or behaved like a goose.
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