“You all accept my authority, as granted by the crown of Andor?” Perrin asked. “Of course, Lord Goldeneyes,” Arganda called. “I thought that was established.” “I’m hereby making Tam al’Thor a lord,” Perrin called. “I am making him steward over the Two Rivers in the name of his son, the Dragon Reborn. He carries all of my authority, which is the Dragon’s own authority. If I do not survive this battle, Tam succeeds me.” The camp grew still, then the men nodded, several saluting Tam. Tam groaned so softly, Perrin doubted anyone else could hear. “Is it too late to turn you over to the Women’s
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