“Pardon, my Lady First, but who are all of these people?” “The refugees from Caemlyn,” Berelain said. “I sent some people to see if they needed Healing. They refused it, and insisted that I bring them to the battle.” Tam scratched at his head. To the battle? Any man—and many women—who could hold a sword had already been drawn into the army. The people he saw coming through the gateways were mostly children and the elderly, and some matrons who had remained back to care for the young. “Pardon,” Tam said, “but this is a killing field.” “So I tried to explain,” Berelain said, a hint of
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