“I’ll support you in this, Rand,” Perrin said. “But I want you to promise me that you won’t let it come to blows. I won’t fight Elayne. Going up against the Aes Sedai would be worse. We can’t afford to squabble.” “There won’t be fighting.” “Promise me.” Perrin’s face grew so hard, one could have broken rocks against it. “Promise me, Rand.” “I promise it, my friend. I’ll bring us to the Last Battle united.”
