The sword strapped to his back jarred with his green-striped Tinker coat, hanging undone for the heat. Remember who will be Nae'blis, Graendal, he said, and stepped through his gateway. 552A CROWN OF SWORDS Thera! the sharp-faced woman with half her head shaved barked suddenly. A man looked as if he had fleas when he did that.
Still, that was not enough to damp her anger. If you want to keep something hidden, Siuan said contemptuously over her shoulder, don't try to buy coin peppers this far south. I'm not just insane and hearing voices, he thought, jubilant. Plainly she eavesdropped on those meetings.
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