He laughed, coarse and humorless, and lit the lamp. As long as I don't have to pretend to be your servant anymore, Mat muttered. If you stay in the Foregate, being a lord and all, they'll be sure you are up to something. Mat touched his coat over the dagger, not seeming to realize what he was doing.
He should never have gotten so engrossed that he failed to feel Spray lifting on the swells. No longer able to channel the flow of the One Power. Is he well? Rand gave a start. Another villager, or farmer.
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