“I don’t belong to anyone,” Min said. “Except maybe Rand, and him to me.” Fortuona ignored her, standing. “This woman is my new Soe’feia. Doomseer, Truthspeaker! Holy woman, she who may not be touched. We have been blessed. Let it be known. The Crystal Throne has not had a true reader of the omens for over three centuries!” Min sat, stunned, until Mat pulled her to her feet. “Is that a good thing?” she whispered to him. “I’ll be bloody in the face if I know,” Mat said back. “But you remember what I said about getting away from her? Well, you can probably forget about that now.”
