Remember the glory, she said softly. Stripped to the waist, Rand al'Thor shivered at the wind's cold caress, and his fingers flexed on the long hilt of the practice sword he held. He shifted uneasily on the stone, hot from the sun, and wondered what the Seanchan were searching for. If you made them think of you as something more than a farmboy who'll be easy to handle, then you won a small victory.
The other two were still there, and Egwene could see now that they were linked by a silver cord just like the one that still joined her to the woman standing over her. CHAPTER8The Dragon RebornRand walked stiff-legged and nervous at first, beside the Warder. An Island, Elayne called it; the darkness made judging the Island's size difficult, but Egwene thought it might be a hundred paces across. Agelmar gave Rand a fatherly pat on the shoulder.
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