Soul of fire, heart of stone, in pride he conquers, forcing the proud to yield. Be accommodating for once in your—I mean to say, remember she's a decent woman, and don't try any of your—Light, you know what I mean. Rand could, of course, but he was Rand, and the Dragon Reborn besides. Yet it seemed to be the only way.
The hand he held up shook with fury. From several directions he could hear distant shouts, the faint clash of metal. It seems that Josaine found an angreal some years ago and never turned it in. The faint moonlight barely let her make out the bedposts.
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