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Mother。 The Yellow eyes…and…ears in Cairhien are most excited about it。 Do you have any idea what might interest him in the Atha'an Miere？〃
Despite the title； Romanda hardly sounded as if she were addressing the Amyrlin Seat； but then； she never did。 There was no doubt who 〃that young man〃 was。 Every sister in the camp accepted that Rand was the Dragon Reborn； but anyone who heard them talk would have believed they were speaking of an unruly young lout who might e to dinner drunk and throw up on the table。
〃She can hardly know what's in the boy's head；〃 Lelaine said before Egwene could open her mouth。 Her smile was not at all warm this time。 〃If an answer is to be found； Romanda； it will be in Caemlyn。 The Atha'an Miere there are not sequestered on a ship； and I seriously doubt that high ranking Sea Folk came so far from the sea on different errands。 I've never heard of them doing so for any reason。 It may be they have an interest in him。 They must know who he is by now。〃
Romanda smiled back； and frost should have appeared on the tent walls。 〃There's hardly need to state the obvious； Lelaine。 The first question is how to find out。〃
〃I was about to resolve that when you barged in； Romanda。 The next time the Mother encounters Elayne or Nynaeve in Tel'aran'rhiod； she can pass on instructions。 Merilille can discover what the Atha'an Miere want； or maybe what the boy does； when she reaches Caemlyn。 A pity the girls didn't think to set a regular schedule； but we must work around that。 Merilille can meet with a Sitter in Tel'aran'rhiod when she knows。〃 Lelaine made a small gesture； plainly； she herself was the intended Sitter。 〃I thought Salidar might be a suitable place。〃
Romanda snorted with amusement。 Even in that； there was no warmth。 〃Easier to instruct Merilille than to see she obeys； Lelaine。 I expect she knows she faces sharp questions。 This Bowl of the Winds should have been brought to us for study first。 None of the sisters in Ebou Dar had much ability in Cloud Dancing； I believe； and you can see the result； all this hurly…burly and suddenness。 I have a thought to call a question before the Hall concerning everyone involved。〃 Abruptly the gray…haired woman's voice became smooth as butter。 〃As I recall； you supported the choice of Merilille。〃
With a jerk； Lelaine drew herself up。 Her eyes flashed。 〃I supported who the Gray put forward； Romanda； and no more；〃 she said indignantly。 〃How could I have imagined she would decide to use the Bowl there？ And to include Sea Folk wilders in the circle！ How could she believe they know as much of working weather as Aes Sedai？〃 Abruptly her ire slipped。 She was defending herself to her fiercest adversary in the Hall； her only real adversary。 And； no doubt worse in her view； she was agreeing with her about the Sea Folk。 There was no question that she did agree； but giving the fact voice was another matter。
Romanda let her cold smile deepen as Lelaine's face paled with fury。 She straightened her bronze…colored skirts with meticulous care as Lelaine searched for a way to turn matters about。 〃We will see how the Hall stands； Lelaine；〃 she said finally。 〃Until the question is called； I think it best if Merilille does not meet with any of the Sitters involved in her selection。 Even a suggestion of collusion would be looked at askance。 I'm sure you will agree I should be the one to speak with her。〃
Lelaine's face paled differently。 She was not afraid； not visibly； yet Egwene could almost see her counting who might stand for her； or against。 Collusion was almost as serious as a charge of treason； and required only the lesser consensus。 Likely； she could avoid that； but the arguments would be deep and acrimonious； Romanda's faction might even increase。 That would cause untold problems whether or not Egwene's own plans bore fruit。 And there was nothing she could do to stop it； short of revealing what really had happened in Ebou Dar。 As well ask them to let her accept the same offer Faolain and Theodrin had。
Egwene drew breath。 At least she might be able to prevent the use of Salidar as a meeting place in Tel'aran'rhiod。 That was where she met Elayne and Nynaeve； now。 When she did； anyway； she had not in days。 With Sitters popping in and out of the World of Dreams； finding anywhere you could be sure they would not appear was difficult。 〃The next time I encounter Elayne or Nynaeve； I will pass on your instructions regarding Merilille。 I can let you know when she's ready to meet you。〃 Which would be never； once she was done with those instructions。
The Sitters' heads whipped around； and two sets of eyes stared at her。 They had forgotten she was there！ Struggling to keep her face smooth； she realized her foot was tapping irritably； and stopped it。 She had to go along with what they thought of her a while longer； yet。 A little while longer。 At least she no longer felt nauseated。 Just angry。
Into that moment of silence； Chesa came bustling with Egwene's midday meal on a cloth…covered tray。 Dark…haired； plump and pretty in her middle years； Chesa managed to convey a proper respect without cringing。 Her curtsy was as simple as her dark gray dress； with just a touch of plain lace at the throat。 〃Forgive me for intruding； Mother； Aes Sedai。 I am sorry this is late； Mother； but Meri seems to have wandered off。〃 She clicked her tongue in exasperation as she set the tray in front of Egwene。 Wandering seemed very unlike the misnamed Meri。 That dour woman was as disapproving of faults in herself as she was of those in others。
Romanda frowned； but she said nothing。 After all； she could hardly show too much interest in one of Egwene's maids。 Especially when the woman was her spy。 Just as Selame was Lelaine's。 Egwene avoided looking at Theodrin or Faolain； both still standing dutifully in their corners like Accepted； rather than Aes Sedai themselves。
Chesa half…opened her mouth； but closed it again； perhaps intimidated by the Sitters。 Egwene was relieved when she dipped another curtsy and left with a murmured 〃By your leave； Mother。〃 Chesa's advice was always indirect enough for any sister when anyone else was present； but right then； the last thing Egwene wanted was even a circumspect reminder to eat while her food was hot。
Lelaine took up as if there had been no interruption。 〃The important thing；〃 she said firmly； 〃is to learn what the Atha'an Miere want。 Or what the boy does。 Maybe he wants to be their king； too。〃 Holding out her arms； she allowed Faolain to restore her cloak； which the dark young woman did with care。 〃You will remember to let me know if you have any thoughts on it； Mother？〃 That was just barely a request。
〃I will think hard；〃 Egwene told her。 Which was not to say she would share her thoughts。 She wished she had a glimmer of the answer。 That the Atha'an Miere believed Rand was their prophesied Coramoor； she knew； though the Hall did not； but what he wanted from them； or them from him； she could not begin to imagine。 According to Elayne； the Sea Folk with them had no clue。 Or said not。 Egwene almost wished one of the handful of sisters who had e from the Atha'an Miere was in the camp。 Almost。 One way or another； those Windfinders were going to cause trouble。
At a wave of Romanda's hand； Theodrin leaped forward with the Sitter's cloak as though goosed。 By Romanda's expression； Lelaine's recovery did not best please her。 〃You will remember to tell Merilille I wish to speak with her； Mother；〃 she said； and that was not a request at all。
For a brief moment the two Sitters stood staring at one another； Egwene forgotten again in their mutual animosity。 They departed without a word to her； very nearly jostling for precedence before Romanda slipped out first； drawing Theodrin in her wake。 Baring her teeth； Lelaine practically pushed Faolain from the tent ahead of her。
Siuan heaved a hearty sigh； and made no attempt to hide her relief。
〃By your leave； Mother；〃 Egwene muttered mockingly。 〃If you please； Mother。 You may go； daughters。〃 Letting out a long breath； she settled back in her chair。 Which promptly pitched her onto the carpets in a heap。 She picked herself up slowly and jerked her skirts straight； put her stole to rights。 At least it had not happened in front of those two。 〃Go get something to eat； Siuan。 And bring it back。 We've a long day； yet。〃
〃Some falls hurt less than others；〃 Siuan said as if to herself before ducking outside。 It was a good thing she went so quickly； or Egwene might have given her an earful。
She returned soon； though； and they ate hard rolls and lentil stew laced with tough carrot and scraps of meat Egwene did not look at closely。 There were only a few interruptions； intrusions where they fell silent and pretended to study reports。 Chesa came to take away the tray； and later to replace the candles； a task she grumbled over； which was not like her。
〃Who'd expect Selame to go missing； too？〃 she muttered； half to herself。 〃Off canoodling with the soldiers； I expect。 That Halima's a bad influence。〃
A skinny young fellow with a dripping nose renewed the already dead coals in the braziers … the Amyrlin got more