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No Aes Sedai had been a queen in over a thousand years, and even before that, the few who admitted it openly had fared badly. But if that was the goal of the Hall of the Tower, how could she forestall it? Only by fleeing the Tower as soon as she did gain the shawl and staying away until matters resolved themselves in Cairhien.
Rina Hafden,
Elyas!”
Jala Bandevin,
mementos of well over a hundred years wearing the shawl.
a row of painted miniatures on the wave-carved mantel over the fireplace, showing a plainly dressed, dignified man, a plump, smiling woman, and five children, three of them girls. They were Kerene’s family,
Stepin,
Tamra always sealed her messages to sisters with wax in the Ajah color of the recipient. Of all Ajahs and none.
Aisha Raveneos.
“What matter could be more urgent to Tamra right now than the boychild, Siuan?” she said patiently. “Or more secret, so she dares not put the reason on paper? That secrecy means that she believes the Reds cannot be trusted. That is what you were right about. More than that, how many other sisters will at first want to deny that this child really is the one prophesied? Particularly if he evades discovery until he is a grown man and already channeling. No, she means to use sisters she is sure of to search for him. Where I was wrong was in thinking he would be brought to the Tower. That would
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Meilyn Arganya,
Valera Gorovni,
Ludice Daneen,
Aes Sedai could be as petty as anyone else,
Adelorna
On the morning after Elaida’s third visit, though, it was Merean who woke them in Siuan’s bed and offered Healing. “She will not trouble you in this manner again,” the motherly Aes Sedai told them once their bruises were gone.
Her penance would have been for helping you cheat in the test for the shawl.
She wanted to be Aes Sedai more than she wanted life, yet the knowledge that she could take up the search, whatever happened here, the knowledge that she would, quieted that drumbeat in her head. It even made the frozen lump dwindle.
Anaiya,
outward calm, a mask of smooth features that carried no deeper than her skin.
however quickly her feet moved, what could be more serene than a court dance, with her face properly smooth, as though she were dancing in the Sun Palace? She wove the Five Powers as fast as she could, faster than she had ever woven before, she was certain.
“Did you…? Did you pass?” Sheriam asked. “Yes,” she replied, and felt a touch of sadness at the sudden withdrawal in their faces. They even stood, hands going to skirts, almost making to curtsy. A gulf had opened between them.
Even here, the shawl brought separations.
Leane,
Rafela,
Lelaine
“A thousand years ago, women came to be raised clad in the Light and left the same way—everyone here would have been—but the only part of that custom left is keeping the hallways clear until you reach the Ajah’s quarters,”
The Blue was the second smallest Ajah, after the White,
The Blue quarters held none of the flamboyance of the Green’s and Yellow’s, though they were not so plain as the Brown’s or the White’s.
change and eat quickly. There are things I must tell you, things you must know before it is really safe for you to set foot outside our quarters. Or even to walk within it, in truth, though most are tolerant of a new sister.
“Is she the First Selector?”
Their new home might have as many undercurrents as the Sun Palace. A definite time for caution. A time to listen and observe and say little.
a spacious bedchamber, a large sitting room, a dressing room, and a study,
she tried to say the rooms were very nice—the three sisters had seen to preparing everything, though the carpets and furnishings were a gift from the Ajah—but her tongue refused to form the lie, so she settled for, “These are more than adequate.”
If another sister stands higher than you in the Power, whatever her Ajah, you must defer to her. The higher she stands above you, the greater your deference.
she and Siuan were near identical in strength,
“There is one thing I can remedy. May I offer you Healing?” Siuan could have kissed her. In fact, she did.
The grave was less discreet than Ilain Dormaile.
Tamore watched as four of her assistants undressed them to the skin and measured them, turning them this way and that for the seamstress to see what she had to work with. Under almost any other circumstances, that would have embarrassed Moiraine near to death. But this was for a seamstress, and that made all the difference.
“Do you have anything cheaper, Mistress Alkohima?” Siuan demanded, frowning down at the fine blue wool draped on her. Light, she had been asking prices! No wonder the girls with her looked scandalized.
wearing red inside the Tower. Red gems were allowed, firedrops or rubies or garnets, but the color was forbidden in clothing, a matter of some long-standing animosity between the Blue and the Red, so old no one was actually certain what had begun it or when. Blue and Red opposed each other as a matter of course, at times bringing the Hall to a near standstill.
The very idea of enmity between Ajahs startled her, yet there were other oppositions. While the Green and the Blue had seen few breaks in their accord for several centuries, the situation was far different regarding other Ajahs.