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Twenty years
we hunted, and we lost them.

We captured
a man calling himself

the Dragon Reborn.

The law applies to us

just as much as it does to him.

You reached out
and you touched the Source.

No...!

You'll never be
the same.

Channel for me, girl.

Light protect me.

What are you?!

Men, women both,
once they've tasted the Power,

if they're cut off from it,
it's no life anymore.

We have to keep Mat
away from those women.

If they've arrived, I'll know.

But will you tell me?

I don't know
if we can trust her.

Do not underestimate
the women in this Tower.

Each of them has her own goal,
her own agenda.

The Amyrlin's
returning from Caemlyn.

She's summoned us to the Hall

to answer for Logain.

She's out for blood.

Up you get, Siuan.

Are the fish stirring, Papa?

Aye. Kissing the surface.

Jumping for their breakfast?

Best we catch them, then.

Before some other bastard does.

Come on.

- Siuan.
- Nobody saw.

Just the two of us.

Out of sight of the village.
That's the rule.

- But, Papa...
- A wise woman knows

the breaking point of her line.

Don't push yours.

You couldn't unravel
them knots a week ago.

You're getting better.

Papa?

Practice your lures
and your knots every day.

Don't get lazy and...

and use the power instead.

How will you get
the catch in by yourself?

I'll manage.

But without the boat
and the house?

Don't you worry yourself
about me.

When can I come home?

When it's safe in Tear
for girls like you.

Come with me, Papa.

Lass...

I'd no more do that than
a fish could touch the moon.

Fish touch the moon's reflection
every night.

See?

Too bloody clever
for this place.

Time to go.

I don't belong there.

At the White Tower.

I should be here with you.

Siuan.

Look at me.

You're gonna do great things.

And if any of them bastards
tries to shame you,

you show them who you are.

Siuan Sanche.

Daughter of the river.

Clever as a pike.

Strong...

as the tides.

Attend you, all.
She comes.

The Watcher of the Seals,

the Flame of Tar Valon,

the Amyrlin Seat.

Bring the false Dragon.

Why is this man chained?

Gentled as he is,
he... poses no threat.

Logain Ablar.

Do you know why you're here?

Do you know
what they say about you,

Aes Sedai, the further
you get from this Tower?

That you are weak.

Weaker than you have ever been.

A hundred years ago,
if a man stood up and said

he was going to the White Tower

to throw the Amyrlin Seat
from her throne,

no one would follow.

They'd kill me
for even suggesting it.

But when I said
I was coming for you...

...I had an army at my back
within the year.

And even your little parade,
showing off your prize...

You know what the people
will remember?

They will remember that one man
fought against nine women,

nine mighty Aes Sedai,

and that I still staked
that Green bitch to the wall.

Whatever they say
outside this Hall, this city...

...I am not so easily fooled.

If it's the release
of death you seek...

you won't find it here.

No matter
what foulness you spill.

You will serve as an example

to all other false Dragons
and men who dare to channel.

You will live out your days,
watched and studied,

never free,

until you lose yourself entirely
to the madness.

This is my judgment.

Remove him.

Kill me.

Please kill me.

I beg you.

No. No. Kill me.

Please!

I beg you!

Kill me!

Please!

Kill me!

Kill me!

Liandrin.

Alanna.

Moiraine.

Approach.

The rest of you,
depart now in the Light.

That man deserved
a fair trial before me,

not battlefield justice.

We had no choice,
Mother.

He was the most powerful man
I've ever seen.

He's lucky to be alive.

You took the shawl
many years ago, Liandrin.

Have you forgotten
your training?

Shield first, gentle second,
kill last of all.

But you didn't see
what he did to her!

Forgive me, Mother.

I beg the Amyrlin's clemency.

Kerene died to protect us

because she knew that
the false Dragon was too strong.

Liandrin made the right choice.

We all did.

If we hadn't tamed him, Mother,
all of our sisters

would've been killed,
not just Kerene.

Our laws don't exist

to protect our lives,
our comforts.

They exist to protect
our people from us.

Liandrin, when Kerene fell,
you were in command.

The fault lies with you,
as will the punishment.

I will think on your penance.

You have something more
to say, Daughter?

I'm just surprised.

You don't care about the girl.

When we found Moiraine,

she was traveling
with the most powerful channeler

we've seen in a thousand years.

More powerful even
than you, Mother.

And yet Moiraine said nothing
of the girl's skills.

We knew nothing.

Until Nynaeve al'Meara
healed us of our wounds.

I was unaware
she could channel...

Sorry, Sis, what did you say?

I was unaware
that she could channel.

But you must've known

she was more
than a simple village girl.

You must've known
she was something special.

- I suspected.
- Mm.

Is there a point, Liandrin?

Moiraine...

has flitted back and forth
to the Tower for...

20 years?

Her purpose...
The purpose of all Blues...

Is to gather secrets

and discover danger
before it strikes

at the heart of us, before it
strikes at you, Mother.

But Trollocs invaded
from the west,

and Logain's army swelled
from the south,

without even a warning
from Moiraine.

Why?

Well, I suggest
you ask her, Mother.

This is Blue business, Mother.

Not for scrutiny in this Hall.

All business is judged here,
Maigan.

Unless you're suggesting

the Amyrlin does not wish
to question Moiraine

because Mother was
once Blue herself.

Moiraine Sedai.

You left the Tower
two years ago.

Where have you traveled?

From Tear to the Two Rivers.

And many towns between.

What is the purpose
of your travels?

Forgive me, Mother,
I cannot say.

Cannot... or will not?

On your knees.

I will ask you one more time.

What is the purpose
of your travels?

I cannot say.

You dare to challenge me?

Perhaps it is your noble blood,
Lady Moiraine Damodred...

...that breeds contempt for
those you consider beneath you.

Outside this Tower,
it seems you do as you please.

But I am the Amyrlin Seat.

This is my Tower.

My city.

My world.

From Tear to the Two Rivers
and every town between.

Remember that well
while you are here.

Remember that well
when your forehead

and your lips touch this marble

and you beg your Mother
for mercy!

I will think on your penance
and deliver judgment tomorrow.

Depart now in the Light.

Apologize to her.

Publicly. While you still can.

What good would that do me?

Don't be stubborn.

What?

Oh.

Did you expect me to thank you
for saying what you did?

That, like everything else
you do,

was for your own benefit.

You forget...

I know you.

And whatever it is
you're up to, old friend,

you should accomplish it
quickly.

Tomorrow, your reckoning comes.

- How bad is he?
- Worse than expected.

This is the room?

- Yes, Aes Sedai, but, uh...
- Go downstairs.

Do not come up,
no matter what you hear.

Nynaeve, you're back already.
Did you...?

Moiraine.

You're alive.

Well, it's nice to see you, too.

Egwene, Perrin... are they here?

I have watchers.

I'll know when they arrive.

How long
has he been like this?

A month. Maybe more.

It's nothing. It's just a fever.

I know
what you're doing here.

I know what Aes Sedai do
to men like me.

- Don't be stupid.
- I'm not going to let you hurt him!

Put that down.

Bless his heart.

He tries.

Stay down.

- He hasn't channeled.
- Easy.

Mat, tell her!

- He hasn't channeled!
- The world doesn't need a Dragon like me.

- What's happening to him?
- Oh, you stupid boy.

You took this
from Shadar Logoth.

Hold him down!

Both of you!

Thank you.

For what?

For helping him.

What did you expect me to do?

I saw the darkness
moving over you.

You took on that evil...
for Mat.

I would do it for any of you.

You could just say,
"You're welcome."

So if Mat can't channel,

then he's not the...

It was just the darkness
from Shadow City all along?

I don't know.

He's stronger
than he has any right to be.

If he weren't,

that dagger would've
consumed him weeks ago.

You have to be careful.

You have to watch him.

I've healed him
of his connection to the dagger,

but it was feeding off
the darkness in him

as much as he was off it.

If he touches it again...

...he may be lost forever.

- Of course.
- Nynaeve.

Builder.

How did you find them?

A better question might be
why didn't you find me

as soon as you saw
the darkness in Mat?

Your pride would have
killed your friend.

If Wisdom is
the title you claim...

...I suggest
you start using some.

I wish you'd take meetings in
the Tower like the rest of us.

I've been on the road
for years, Maigan.

Don't begrudge me this.

My time is limited.

I don't enjoy wasting it,
imagining your fate

after that display in the Hall.

Siuan's losing her grip.

On sanity... or power?

A Green spoke on behalf
of a Red today.

And so did you.

The whole world's gone mad.

Ships are disappearing
off the West Coast.

Aiel have been spotted
this side of the Spine.

Trollocs invaded the Two Rivers.

And an Aes Sedai sank
the Taren Ferry.

Your informant network
has improved.

We've sent money on your behalf
as recompence.

How exactly did the Trollocs

reach the Two Rivers undetected?

I don't know.

The Amyrlin is not alone
in wondering

exactly what you're doing
out in the wilderness.

I brought her the most powerful
channeler in living memory,

- for one.
- Hate her all you want,

but Siuan Sanche
was once a Blue.

We owe her our protection
and loyalty.

Old alliances are shifting

and we must present
a united front.

I'll intervene
with Siuan on your behalf.

Make her see reason.

And your value to us.

We need you here
in the Tower permanently.

For what reason?

I may need to go west to track
the ships disappearances.

You've traveled long enough.

Time to settle down, Moiraine.

Make yourself comfortable.

You're home again.

More secrets?

How long do you think
they've been here?

Only a day. Maybe two.

I sent the message
as soon as I saw them.

Moiraine.

Rand and Mat, are they...?

I have people watching
for their arrival.

But I have it on good authority
that they're alive.

Thank the Light.

My Yellow sister said
you were taken by Whitecloaks.

I took something from them.

Valda won't hurt
any more of your sisters.

There are no greater healers
on earth

than the Aes Sedai
of the Yellow Ajah.

It will be like
the damage never happened.

On the outside, at least.

I'm worried about him.

His eyes.

When Valda was torturing him,
they went golden.

Like a wolf's.

Did anything else
unusual happen?

Wolves attacked the Whitecloaks
while we were there.

But he wasn't afraid of them.

It's like they...

- they listened to him.
- Tell no one.

There are many in this city...
Aes Sedai included...

Who would do him harm
if they knew.

Is he the Dragon?

There is much we don't know
of the Dragon Reborn.

What shape she or he will take,
what power they will wield.

For now... rest.

Heal.

And let him heal.

Tomorrow when I call
for you, come.

But tell no one
where you're going.

You masked our bond.

It's been at least two years.

I thought
you'd welcome the break.

This place isn't as safe
as it once was.

Everyone's watching you.

You're not safe here, Moiraine.

And I can't protect you
if I can't feel you.

You're right.

Well, that's a first.

Our enemies are everywhere.

You're priority has to be

protecting our friends
from the Two Rivers.

Now we finally have them back.

Good night, Ian.

Be back before dawn.

Is that an order?

Did it sound like a suggestion?

I'll stand watch
until you return.

Give her my love.

What were you thinking?

I'm on a knife's edge here,
and that...

that display you forced me
to put on has made everything

we're trying to do
much hard... Don't smile.

Skin me and salt me
if you don't take idiotic risks.

Am I forgiven, Mother?

I hate it when you call me that.

So much for the Amyrlin Seat
remaining neutral

without favorites.

No life.

No love of one's own.

Nothing but the Seat.

When have we ever
followed the rules?

These are new.

A year, maybe two.

You've been gone
such a long time.

On your knees.

Light, your taste in ale
hasn't improved.

What's wrong?

I found the Dragon.

The girl from the Two Rivers?

Perhaps.

It's complicated.

I found five potential Dragons
in the same village.

- Five?
- But only four the right age.

Nynaeve's too old, but how
can we discount her power?

I don't know. Every town
has a different legend

about where the Dragon
will be reborn,

how they will appear to us,
and the way in which

- they'll break or save the world.
- Our prophecies are clear.

They're
3,000-year-old prophecies.

They've been translated
again and again,

by hundreds
of different Aes Sedai.

From a gleeman, I heard the tale
of a many-headed Dragon.

The last Dragon
was one man.

Why would the Wheel split
the Dragon's soul into many?

What if Gitara's vision
was wrong?

You were there.

You were there when she had the
vision of the baby being born.

- We were the only ones there.
- We've been searching

for the Dragon Reborn
for 20 years.

I know less now than I did then.

That's just exhaustion talking.

What if we brought
the other sisters in?

Told them
what we're trying to do?

They must never suspect
we're working together.

If another sister finds out
what we're doing,

- we'll be stilled.
- You think I've forgotten that?

Well, say something.

I will.

When your spikes retract.

You little pufferfish.

Damn you, you can't get away
with that every time.

If it's one Dragon or five,

man or woman,

the heart of every prophecy
is the same.

The Dragon will either
defeat the Dark One...

or join him.

I'll kill them myself
before I let him have them.

Good.

What aren't you telling me?

My dreams.

They...

they started
a few months ago and...

the last few weeks,
every night, I...

I see the same thing.

The Dark One.

At the Eye of the World.

He's... weak.

Barely clinging to his power

but getting stronger every day.

We can destroy him.

If we go now.

We have the advantage...
We know where he is.

We don't know which of them
is the Dragon.

Take them all.

We'd be sentencing
the other four to certain death.

Maybe. Maybe not.

Whoever comes between the Dragon

and the Dark One will die.

You know that.

Tomorrow when you sentence me,
it must be exile.

Why?

Maigan's ordered me
to stay in the Tower.

I thought we'd have more time.

We always think that.

Don't we?

One day we will.

In this life or the next.

Rest.

You think I can sleep now?

I'm here.

I put him in your bedroom.

And Mat?

Recovered enough to be drowning
himself in morning ale.

Can he ride?

Mat Cauthon.
Is that his name, yes?

Same boy you visited at
the Light's Blessing yesterday?

Strange how he
and his companion...

Is it Rand?...

Are also from the Two Rivers.

Along with the two strangers
nursed back to health

by our Yellow sisters.

All friends of Nynaeve, perhaps?

I'm sure the Amyrlin would love
to understand that connection.

I know about the man
you meet in Northharbor.

Walk away.

Never mention this again.

Or I will tell
your Red sisters where he lives.

We both know
what they'll do to him.

- What should I expect?
- He's very upbeat.

I can handle that.

Glory to the Builders.

You honor me.

- I am Moiraine Sedai.
- Loial,

son of Aren't,

son of Halan.

Your name sings in my ears,

Moiraine Sedai.

Thank you for coming.

You must forgive
the abruptness of my message.

I will say I was surprised
to receive it.

And the haste at which I was

encouraged to respond...

even for a human.

It is a failing of our kind,
I do admit.

But the Wheel has presented us
with a crisis.

And at the same time,
perhaps a...

a way to surmount it.

But I'll need your help.

Welcome to Hall of the Tower.

It's funny, I wore
exactly the same expression

when I first saw this room.

Is that...?

The Amyrlin Seat itself.

Isn't that... confusing?

To have the woman and the throne
named the same thing?

Feel free to ask her.

The Amyrlin Seat has requested
an audience with you.

But first there's someone else
who wants see you.

If you can't lead
the world from a room

built of wood and dirt,

how can you call yourself
a leader?

Nynaeve?

Egwene.

I thought you were dead!

So did the Trolloc that took me.

What are you doing here?

There's a lot
to catch up on, I know.

But the Amyrlin's expecting us.

Let her wait.

Siuan Sanche waits
for only one woman.

And it's not you.

Come.

Come.

Closer.

So...

...these are your two, Moiraine.

Welcome to the White Tower.

I'm the Amyrlin Seat.

But today

you can call me Siuan.

Am I not what you expected?

I've been told
you're the most...

powerful channeler
we've seen in...

a thousand years.

Nynaeve al'Meara.

Then you must have
very low standards.

And you,

Egwene al'Vere.

Your bravery and spark

brought the Great Serpent rings
of my fallen daughters home.

I thank you.

Now that you've blown
smoke up our ass,

why don't you tell us
what you want?

I know what it is to feel...

...you deserve
something different...

...than what
this life gives you.

To wonder
why you couldn't just...

stay home...

love the people you love,
grow old with them,

protect them, support them.

Threads weaving
in and out of the pattern

without... consequence.

But the truth is...

the two of you have been
called to greatness.

The fate of all of us

rests on you now.

On the decisions you make
in the coming days.

On the strength you find within.

Don't talk to me
like you know me.

We want no part of this.

Come on.

The Wheel...

does not care

if you are young or afraid,

petty or weak.

It certainly doesn't care
what you want.

The Wheel calls you to this.

Whether you can bear it or not.

The Last Battle

is coming.

What any of us wants now is...

...meaningless.

The only thing that matters...

is what you do.

So what do we need to do?

It's time.

I'll stand in the Hall
with you if you want.

I'll be all right.

Thank you.

Just make sure they're there.

On your feet,
Moiraine Sedai.

I have made my judgment.

For your disobedience

and intractability...

you are exiled

from this Tower.

To ensure your acceptance
of this penance,

you will swear fealty
to the judgment of this Seat

on the sacred Oath Rod.

Swear your oath,

Moiraine Sedai...

before your sisters, in this...

sacred Hall.

The One Power
renders it unbreakable

and eternally binding.

By the Light

and my hope
of salvation and rebirth...

...I, Moiraine Sedai,

swear to obey the judgment

of the Amyrlin Seat
and never return

till she calls me home,

or may the Creator's face
turn from me

and darkness consume my soul.

By the Light
and the hope of my salvation...

...and rebirth...

...I, Moiraine Sedai,

do swear to honor
and obey Siuan Sanche...

...Daughter of the River...

...clever as a pike...

...strong as the tides...

...and never return
until she calls me home.

Or may my Creator's face
turn from me...

...and darkness consume my soul.

It is done.

Now turn and face your sisters.

And leave this Tower.

Moiraine Sedai.

Builder.

Thank you
for honoring your promise.

Are you alone?

Mm-mm.

You look like shit.

It feels good to see you.

I told you I'd find you.

Least I wasn't stupid enough
to steal an evil dagger.

There will be time

for every story as we travel.

Go on.

What are you doing?

They would not survive the Ways.

Egwene and I told them
what the Amyrlin said.

But none of us
will follow you blindly.

Not without answers
to our questions.

We've all heard of the Ways
in stories,

but none of us know
what they are.

Ancient pathways,
out of time and space.

One step in the Ways could be
a hundred miles in our world.

One breath the equivalent...

The fastest road
to the Eye of the World.

And what's there, at the Eye?

The Dark One's prison.

Where he was trapped
by the last Dragon

at the cost
of almost everything.

And now one of you
will finish the job

you started
in your previous life.

But you don't know
who the Dragon is.

When we left the Two Rivers,
I told you nothing

because I couldn't trust you.

But now I know you and I...

Let me speak clearly.

If we turn back here,

if we do not stop the Dark One
now while he is still weak,

the whole world will turn
to darkness.

Armies of Trollocs and Fades
a million strong

will wash across the land,

killing and eating
every person they find.

What they did
to your village is nothing

compared to what they will do.

The earth itself will burn.

And when a new Age comes,
it will be built upon the ashes

of the places
and people we love.

And what about whoever's
not the Dragon?

What happens to them?

We cannot know for certain
until that moment comes.

Is it too late
to change my mind?

There's no turning back.

Whatever happens now
is beyond our control.

The Wheel weaves
as the Wheel wills.

Light the torches.

Wait. Mat!

- Mat!
- What are you doing?

- Come on, Mat!
- The gate's closing!

Mat's not through. Mat!

- Mat!
- Mat! Come on, Mat!

Mat!