Hesitating, he looked over the room. A black viper could not have dripped so much venom. Still silence from Rand, and an unblinking stare. The clock—a clock!—on the marble mantel above the fireplace hi the sitting room sparkled with gilt, as well.
But his rages and thoughts of using the ter'angreal were only attempts to escape other things, and he knew it. Seizing Elayne's shoulders, he pulled her away from the carriages a little distance. This must be how it felt to stand before the headsman's block, there was nothing for it but to keep her head high and face whatever came proudly. Distance and shadows obscured their faces, yet it was clear they were Acs Sedai from the way they carried themselves, an assurance that nothing hiding in any darkness could harm them.
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