What had emboldened them to move? What did they intend now? How could he stop them, or use them? He was becoming good at using people; sometimes he made himself sick. A golden hawk stretched out its wing and touched her, and she and the hawk were tied together somehow; all she knew was that the hawk was female. Why? Master Balwer, I'll not shun any true offer of help, but why would you risk yourself? These Seanchan will make you regret it, should they find out. Any promise I made to you is abolished*.
She did not think so. He pulled a little harder, and Vandene—or Adeleas—jerked back hard enough to pull the coat out of his hand. A few wagons trundled by in sight of the arch, along the Tar Valon Road, and folk afoot shielded their eyes from dust raised by hooves and wagon wheels and driven by the wind. The crossbow lowered, still quite casually, until it pointed rock-steady at Rand's chest.
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