Loial complied, and Rand nodded. The grave belongs to the Great Lord of the Dark. I left Eamon Valda in charge, but he seemed intent on following the Daughter-Heir to Tar Valon. Where the trunk had been on the giantsbroom was a small stem of new growth.
He was beyond her reach, for the moment. I bought that two days gone, in a village we passed through. They hurt me, and hurt me, until I did what they wanted. Worse than that.
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