Caldevwin's banner bore a single white star, while the younger man's was crossed by two white bars. His breath whistled through his nostrils, and all around him he could hear others panting behind their masks. In the space of heartbeats, Rand stood alone, facing Turak, who held his blade upright before him. Not all the time, Min put in.
The Ogier laughed, but his ears twitched thoughtfully and he added, Still, he is Cairhienin, so he may well have been. The Accepted had no rule about not speaking to an Aes Sedai until spoken to. Shouts and howls came from half a dozen different directions; signs of search, but none of pursuit. Wishing for an Aes Sedai.
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