“Light,” Elayne whispered. “It’s like they planned it.” “I think they did,” Tam said softly. “Not this again,” Bashere bellowed. He didn’t seem like himself at all, though she knew that Saldaeans could have tempers. Bashere almost seemed like a different person. His wife had stepped up to his side, arms folded, and both confronted Tam. “Have your say, Tam,” Elayne said. “I—” Bashere began, but Elayne held up a hand. “He knew, Your Majesty,” Tam said softly. “It’s the only thing that makes sense. He hasn’t been using the Aiel to scout.”
