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Nobody here； anyway。 It's the most bloody useless barrel of fish guts I ever …！〃
〃Siuan！〃 Egwene said sharply； sitting up straighten Latitude was one thing； but there were limits。 She did not put up with this even from Romanda。
Color bloomed slowly in Siuan's cheeks。 Struggling to master herself； she kneaded her skirts and avoided Egwene's eyes。 〃Forgive me； Mother；〃 she said finally。 She almost sounded as if she meant it。
〃It has been a difficult day for her； Mother；〃 Leane put in with an impish smile。 She was very good at those； though she generally used them to set some man's heart racing。 Not promiscuously； of course； she possessed discrimination and discretion in ample supply。 〃But then； most are。 If she could only learn not to throw things at Gareth Bryne every time she gets angry … 〃
〃Enough！〃 Egwene snapped。 Leane was only trying to take a little of the pressure from Siuan； but she was in no mood for it。 〃I want to know anything I can learn about whoever freed Moghedien； even if it's just whether he was short or tall。 Any scrap that makes him less a shadow creeping in the dark。 If that's not more than I have a right to ask。〃 Leane sat quite still； staring at the flowers in the carpet in front of her toes。
The redness spread to cover nearly Siuan's whole face； with her fair skin； it made her look like a sunset。 〃I。。。 humbly beg your pardon； Mother。〃 This time； she did sound penitent。 Her difficulty meeting Egwene's gaze was obvious。 〃Sometimes it's hard to。。。 No； no excuses。 I humbly beg pardon。〃
Egwene fingered her stole； letting the moment set itself as she looked at Siuan without blinking。 That was something Siuan herself had taught her； but after a bit she shifted uneasily on the cot。 When you knew you were in the wrong； silence pricked； and the pricks drove home that you were wrong。 Silence was a very useful tool in a number of situations。 〃Since I can't recall what I should forgive；〃 she said at last； quietly； 〃there seems to be no need。 But； Siuan。。。 Don't let it happen again。〃
〃Thank you； Mother。〃 A hint of wry laughter curled the corners of Siuan's mouth。 〃If I may say so； I seem to have taught you very well。 But if I may suggest。。。？〃 She waited for Egwene's impatient nod。 〃One of us should carry your order to Faolain or Theodrin to ask the questions； very sulky at being made a messenger。 They'll occasion a deal less ment than Leane or I。 Everyone knows you are their patron。〃
Egwene agreed immediately。 She still was not thinking clearly； or she would have seen that for herself。 The headachy feeling was back again。 Chesa claimed it came from too little sleep； but sleeping was difficult when your head felt taut as a drumhead。 It would take a larger head than hers not to feel tight； stuffed with as many worries as she had。 Well； at least now she could pass on the secrets that had kept Moghedien hidden； how to weave disguises with the Power and how to mask your ability from other women who could channel。 Revealing those had been too risky when they might have led to unmasking Moghedien。
A bit more acclaim； she thought wryly。 There had been great petting and exclaiming when she announced the once…lost secret of Traveling； which at least had been her own； and more praise since for every one of the secrets she had wrenched out of Moghedien； like pulling a back tooth each time。 None of the acclaim made an ounce of difference in her position； though。 You could pat a talented child on the head without forgetting she was a child。
Leane departed with a curtsy and a dry ment that she was not sorry somebody else would have less than a full night's rest for once。 Siuan waited； no one could be allowed to see her and Leane leaving together。 For a time Egwene merely studied the other woman。 Neither spoke； Siuan seemed lost in thought。 Finally she gave a start and stood； straightening her dress； plainly preparing to go。
〃Siuan；〃 Egwene began slowly； and found herself uncertain how to continue。
Siuan thought she understood。 〃You were not only right； Mother；〃 she said； looking Egwene straight in the eye； 〃you were lenient。 Too lenient； though I say it who shouldn't。 You are the Amyrlin Seat； and no one may be insolent or impertinent to you。 If you'd given me a penance that made even Romanda feel sorry for me； it would have been no more than I deserved。〃
〃I will remember that next time；〃 Egwene said； and Siuan bowed her head as if in acceptance。 Maybe it was。 Unless the changes in her ran deeper than seemed possible； there almost certainly would be a next time； and more after that。 〃But what I want to ask about is Lord Bryne。〃 All expression vanished from Siuan's face。 〃Are you sure you wouldn't like me to。。。 intervene？〃
〃Why would I want that； Mother？〃 Siuan's voice was blander than cold water soup。 〃The only duties I have are teaching you the etiquette of your office and handing Sheriam reports from my eyes…and…ears。〃 She still retained some of her former network； though it was doubtful any knew who their reports went to now。 〃Gareth Bryne hardly requires enough of my time to interfere with that。〃 She almost always referred to him that way； and even when she used his title； she put a bite into it。
〃Siuan； a burned barn and a few cows couldn't cost that much。〃 Not pared with paying and feeding all those soldiers； certainly。 But she had offered before； and the stiff reply was the same。
〃I thank you； Mother； but no。 I won't have him saying I break my word； and I swore to work the debt off。〃 Abruptly； Siuan's stiffness dissolved in laughter； rare when she spoke about Lord Bryne。 Scowls were much more mon。 〃If you need to worry about somebody； worry about him； not me。 I need no help handling Gareth Bryne。〃
And that was the strange part。 Weak she might be in the One Power； now； but not so weak that Siuan had to keep on as his servant； spending hours up to her elbows in hot soapy water with his shirts and smallclothes。 Perhaps she did so in order to have someone at hand on whom she could loose the temper she was otherwise forced to keep in a sack。 Whatever the reason； it occasioned no little talk； and confirmed her oddness in many eyes； she was Aes Sedai； after all； if rather far down。 His methods of dealing with her temper … once she threw plates and boots； anyway … outraged her and provoked threats of dire consequences； yet though she could have wrapped him up unable to stir a finger； Siuan never touched saidar around him； not to do his chores and not even when it meant being turned over his knee。 That fact she had kept hidden from most so far； but some things slipped out when she was in a rage； or when Leane was in a humor。 There seemed to be no explanation。 Siuan was not weak…spirited or a fool； she was neither meek nor afraid； she was not。。。
〃You might as well be on your way； Siuan。〃 Clearly； some secrets were not going to be revealed tonight。 〃It's late； and I know you want your bed。〃
〃Yes； Mother。 And； thank you；〃 she added； though Egwene could not have said for what。
After Siuan left； Egwene rubbed her temples once more。 She wanted to pace。 The tent would not do； it might be the largest in the camp occupied by just one person； but that meant less than two spans by two； and it was crowded with cot and chair and stool； washstand and stand…mirror and no fewer than three chests full of clothes。 Chesa had seen to those last； and Sheriam； and Romanda and Lelaine and a dozen more Sitters。 They kept seeing to them； a few more gifts of silk shifts or stockings； one more dress grand enough to receive a king； and there would be need for a fourth chest。 Maybe Sheriam and the Sitters hoped all the fine dresses would blind her to anything else； but Chesa just thought the Amyrlin Seat had to be clothed suitably for her station。 Servants； it seemed； believed in following the correct rituals as much as the Hall ever did。 Shortly Selame would be there； it was her turn to undress Egwene for bed； another ritual。 Only； between her head and her restless feet； she was not ready for bed yet。
Leaving the lamps burning； she hurried out before Selame could arrive。 Walking would clear her head； and maybe tire her enough that she could sleep soundly。 Putting herself to sleep would be no problem … the Wise One dreamwalkers had taught her that skill early on … yet finding any rest in it was another matter。 Especially when her mind boiled with a list of worries that began with Romanda and Lelaine and Sheriam； then ran through Rand； Elaida； Moghedien； the weather and on out of sight。
She avoided the area near Moghedien's tent。 If she asked questions herself； too much importance would be given to a servant running away。 Discretion had bee part of her。 The game she played allowed few slips； and being careless where you knew it did not matter could lead to being careless where it did。 Worse； you could discover you had been wrong about where it mattered。 The weak must be bold cautiously。 That was Siuan again； she truly did her best to teach； and she knew this particular game very well。
There were no more people out and about in the moon…shadowed camp than had been there before； handfuls slouched wearily around low fires