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Something is coming,
and we're not ready for it.

Egwene is stronger
than most.

But you have ten times
that power, Nynaeve.

I want to see you
become so powerful that no man

will ever be able
to take that away from you.

I haven't touched that dagger
in six months.

I am not a threat to you.

Naivety
doesn't suit you.

I know about the man
you meet in Northharbor.

Walk away, or I will tell
your Red Sisters where he lives.

I know very little
about this sniffer

Lord Ingtar's hired.

There's a rage inside of me.

The whole dial was covered
in a poem

when they found it,
written in blood.

The bond
made things easier.

It was like a friend chatting
away so we never had to,

and now, silence.

What aren't you telling me?

What do you see now?

The Eye of the World?

Wish I didn't.

It's true, isn't it...
what they say

about men who can channel?

That eventually, they go so mad,

they kill everyone
they've ever loved?

It is.

Tell them I died here.

Tell them I didn't make it back.

No!

Rand?

Another nightmare?

No. I should get to work.

You still owe me
room and board for this month.

Don't be late. I'll have
to charge you interest.

I won't be.

Your rates are too steep for me.

All these nights together,
and it's always the same ending.

Here, son.

Hey, here, friend.

Do you hear me?

You are mine, Rand al'Thor.

Ah. Lan.

You sure
you don't need more Healing?

I'm fine.

I'll get you
some water.

You're in luck.

My Sister and I have decided
to accompany you.

I assume you'll head
to the White Tower first?

I have been exiled
from the Tower.

I know.

Wait.

We need to leave if I'm to make
it to the docks before sunset.

I've lost too much time already.

Where exactly are we headed?

The White Tower.

- You can't...
- Have Tomas ready my horse.

You're still weak
from the Healing.

And I don't want
my saddle to slip.

We certainly won't
bloody well catch 'em

if the goat-licking bastard
refuses to ride a horse.

Tracking's not easy
to do from horseback.

He's just sniffing the bloody
air. It's not proper tracking.

Well, he's kept us
on Fain's trail.

Quiet.

They crossed here.

Something doesn't feel right.

Let's go over.

Wherever we can find
a crossing.

Builder, you stay
with the horses.

- As you wish.
- Oh.

Split up,
search the grounds.

This could be
a Darkfriend safe house.

There's a woman.
In that house.

Sorry. We were worried
that you might...

This is where it happened.

- Light.
- Perrin? Perrin, you all right?

There's nobody in here.

Let's go.

Useful...

to know the difference
between vision and reality.

You don't get lost so easily.

Whatever you're doing to me,

I want no part of it.

Doesn't work that way.

Seems Fain and
his friends left in a hurry.

Probably felt us
breathing down their necks.

Whatever scared them away,
it wasn't us.

There's something
you need to see.

He was alive when they did this.

When they started, at least.

What could do this
to a Fade?

I don't know.

You think it was Padan Fain?

Back to the horses.

We'll stay in that village
by the river tonight.

No! No!

Aielman!

My blade. Where is it?

Hurry, someone!

The Aiel have breached the wall!

- It's just me, Errol.
- How do you know my name?

How did you get past
the guards?

The guards let me in,
like they do every day.

The Aiel War is over, my friend.

Twenty years now.

Want to go for a walk?

We've met before, eh?

We have.

This isn't some dirty trick?

No. I wouldn't dream of it.

Never thought I'd see the day.

Aielmen among us.

Nobody bats a bloody eyelash
in the whole place.

Coming to take me for a walk.

We get to start fresh every day.

But we always manage.

Don't we?

Vicious fighters, you lot.

I saw one cut down
a whole brigade on his own.

- And your women...
- Even fiercer?

- Even fiercer.
- Oh.

I'm amazed you survived.

Don't test me, boy.

Once a blademaster,
always a blademaster.

Even if I have misplaced
my heron-mark sword.

I'll try to sneak
my sword in again sometime.

You can teach me
a few more forms, right?

Take your pick.

Cutting the Clouds,

Kissing the Adder...

Just like the glory days,
right, old man?

- Get out of here.
- Now, come on.

He's easy to wind up, that one.

Always good for a laugh.

You're going to wind up the
wrong person one of these days.

Who? You?

You clean up old man shite
all day every day.

At least in the garden here,

I get to see some
of the more famous residents.

Well, and the sun.

Hey.

Hey.

That bastard.

He caught us by surprise.

Next time,
we'll be ready for him.

Now, what'll you hit him with
first?

Parting the Silk

to put him off balance.

Then Reaping the Barley,
before he can right himself.

Straight to the heart.

Pretty vicious yourself,
old man.

Where's Nynaeve?

Liandrin Sedai herself
came in and took her.

Took her where?

Breakbone fever.

Begging your pardon, Aes Sedai.
Would you?

Oh, proceed, child.
We wish only to observe.

Crimsonthorn root.

- You aren't going to...
- Of course she's not.

Breakbone may be a death
sentence where you come from,

but here, it's easily healed.

We dilute the crimsonthorn.
Takes the edge off the pain.

But the Healing is still
quite uncomfortable.

Maybe you could hold her hand
while I do this?

That was incredible.

Took a lot of practice.

Come.

When you become
Accepted, like that young woman,

you learn from each of the Ajahs

about their speciality,
their purpose:

exploring our Great Library
with the Browns,

learning statecraft
and diplomacy

from the... from the Grays.

And when you come here,
the Yellow Sisters teach you

that Healing... it's a response

to the symptoms and disease
you are presented with.

But my Ajah?

We stop the disease
taking root in the first place.

Men who can channel
are not a disease.

I grew up
in a small village, too.

When I came here,
it took a long time

for me to wrap my head
around the idea

that saving one girl's life,
great that may be... it pales

in comparison
to what I actually could do.

Using the One Power...
it slows the aging process,

lets Aes Sedai live
for hundreds of years.

We can do more than just react.

We can change the course
of history itself.

I could make sure
that countless girls

I'll never even meet don't need
to be saved in the first place.

I've asked
the Mistress of Novices

to turn your studies over to me.

I heard you're not allowed
to teach novices.

You've heard of the Arches?

The trial novices go through
to become Accepted?

When my Sisters ask you
if you're ready,

I suggest you say "yes."

Then our work can begin.

I'm allowed
to teach Accepted.

Sweetcakes,
Aes Sedai?

Thank you.

You should at least knock.

I might have been naked.

Oh, my heart flutters
at the thought.

Are those for me?

Sweetcakes.
I'm feeling generous.

- Are they... poisoned?
- If I wanted you dead, boy,

I could think
of far more creative options.

What do you want from me, then?

We're merely observing to make
sure the effects of the dagger

from Shadar Logoth have fully
passed from your system.

That why you locked
that door behind you?

Enjoy the sweetcakes, Mat.

Oh, you can leave those right
there. Thank you so much.

Would you mind not
blocking my door?

Oh, are you a novice, too?

I was starting
to think they'd put me

in a different section
of the Tower.

I haven't seen another soul here
since I arrived.

The day starts early
around here.

And, yes, I am, but I would
appreciate it if you...

Will you show me how you've done
your room, will you?

It's just, with this tiny space,
it's just impossible.

I've seen closets
that are bigger.

- Oh, so you've just moved in, too.
- Uh...

Oh, I'm so grateful I'm not
the only one starting today.

You really think
they'd do a better job

at cleaning up before
we arrive, don't you think?

Mine was full of rubbish, too.

Oh.

No. I see. Um,

you didn't just move in.

I did not.

This is lovely stitching.

- Um...
- It's Western Andoran, isn't it?

The Two Rivers?

Um...

Why are you smiling like that?

Um, it's just, um,

I'm so pleased.

I-I never thought that
the Tower would let me live

with the rest of the novices.

Why wouldn't you live
with the rest of us?

Oh, you know,
the whole "Daughter-Heir" thing.

I'm Elayne Trakand...

Daughter-Heir of... Andor?

You're my, uh... subject.

I'm Egwene al'Vere.

Well, it's lovely
to meet you, Egwene.

You know, they say

that some
of the greatest pairings

in the history
of the world were formed

between novices
in adjacent rooms.

Cadsuane Melaidhrin and
Elena Katab met just like this.

Don't you wonder what the future
might hold for us?

Arinvar couldn't join you?

Uh...

There are some things
best left between Sisters.

What Liandrin's proposing
is just too dangerous.

Last week, she wasn't even
allowed near a novice.

And now she wants Nynaeve
to go through the Arches?

Nynaeve is the most
powerful channeler this Tower

- has seen in...
- A thousand years. Yes.

Everyone keeps saying that.

She still can't embrace
the Source unless

she's angry or afraid,

- and barely even then.
- She could die

in the Arches.
Many have before her.

Oh, perhaps.

- Doubtful, with her power.
- Do you know why

these women and men are
being born now, Sister?

With so much more power
than we've ever seen?

Not just Nynaeve, but Egwene
and the Daughter-Heir, too.

And the false Dragons.
Logain, Mazrim Taim.

The Pattern's
giving us weapons.

To fight against him.

The Last Battle is near, Sister.

And would you not have Nynaeve
at our side... fighting it?

You're the Mistress of Novices.

You're responsible
for these girls.

Liandrin's little cabal
have called for a vote, Alanna.

And, unfortunately, in the Hall,

you speak as one, not three.

That is, if you intend
to be here to speak at all.

Do you want to stay?

No. Moiraine...

She needs us.

Ah, good.
Did you come to help?

No. Liandrin had told me
I could come by.

Is she...?

Liandrin Sedai just left.

If you hurry,
perhaps you can catch her.

We'll spend the night here.

Find out if anyone's seen Fain,
or whatever killed that Fade.

Light, the smell.

Tastes better than it smells.

Go in.

The first plate's on the house.

- Go, go, go, go! Go in!
- Mm.

We need drink,

not some rank devil fish.

I actually
quite like lionfish.

There's a certain depth
of flavor to the fermentation

that makes it quite delicious.

Why am I not surprised?

Aren't you coming?

I prefer to sleep
under the stars.

Suit yourself.

They're not your pack,
you know.

The Shienarans.

Incredible
that you can see

the Tower from here, isn't it?

Adeleas and I promised
each other

we wouldn't return there
until our...

"History of the World Since
the Breaking" was complete.

- And yet here you are.
- Yeah.

History needn't be written
when it's being wrought.

Three Fades hunting
a single Aes Sedai?

The eye of the Dark One
is upon you, Sister.

Did you not think
we would ask why?

I assume it's one of the boys
you brought back

to Tar Valon last autumn?

The Dragon?

Who else knows?

Adeleas?

Tomas?

That's close enough.

Good.

I wanted to know how far
you'd go for the Dragon

if you're to lead him
to victory.

Our Sisters wish to cage
the Dragon, to clip his wings.

Their fear that he will break
the world again blinds them

to the truth:

that after all these years,
our world is still broken,

and that what we need is
to make it whole once more.

Well, what's broken
cannot always be healed.

I need an oath
of allegiance, Sister.

An oath declaring what?

That I will never betray you?

That I will never betray him?

Neither of us knows
what the future may bring.

Either of those things
may one day be necessary.

And even oaths have loopholes
one can exploit.

Hmm. For now, you will
simply have to trust me,

and I, you.

There are books in the Tower
that might prove useful.

Prophecies that speak
of Toman Head,

of battles in the sky,
of a sword of flame

and the branded hand
that wields it.

I will find them.

Come.

Come back to the fire,
sit beside us, hmm?

Yah!

I don't want her
to smell you dirty bastards.

You'll do fine.

No. No. N...

Selene.

Listen, I don't think
tonight is...

I have to be alone.

That's the funny thing
about people.

When things get bad,
we want to be alone.

The truth is,

that's when we need
each other the most.

We can be alone together.

No. No.

And the gardens
lead out to the city,

but we're not allowed outside
the Tower without permission.

I've barely spent a few hours
in Tar Valon itself.

Daughter-Heir.

Farina Sedai.

You didn't really need me

to show you around
the Tower, did you?

Well, no.

Six summers here as a girl
and you'd know it

- like the back of your hand, too.
- Hmm.

But I didn't want
to miss the chance

to get to know you better.

Take them
to my room immediately.

Ah, Sheriam Sedai, I...

Who let your maids
into the novice quarters

with all of this nonsense?

Oh, I...

You may be destined

for the Lion Throne
of Caemlyn, child,

but here

you are a novice,

just the same as any other.

Give me the woman's name.

Now.

She only did it as
a favor to my mother.

Her name.

If what she did
demands punishment,

then I will take it.

Then you will be
in my office

every morning for
the next three months,

feeling the switch
on your shoulders.

Of course, Sheriam Sedai.

Before breakfast or after?

Before.

As you wish.

And you.

Where's Nynaeve al'Meara
gone off to?

I-I'm sorry, I don't know,
Sheriam Sedai.

Have her
come to my study

straightaway when she's back.

Of course.

I'm sorry you had to see that.

At least they pay
attention to you.

The only time an Aes Sedai
ever talks to me

is to ask where my friend is.

Your room.

Well...

you wanted them to clean it out.

My love.

My darling,

you wake up.

I'm with you now.

I'm here.

Now, you must try and
get some of this down.

It'll take
the edge off the pain.

There, there, there.

Yes. Shh.

That's better, this is better.

Shh.

What are you doing here?

The crimsonthorn, I...

I thought you were
trying to kill him.

I thought he was
a man who could channel.

- I...
- Walk away from this place

before I do something
we both regret.

He's in pain.

You think I don't know that?

I can't heal him.

His hand.

It's spasming.

Means the pain is
in his heart, too.

The crimsonthorn
won't help with that.

He'll still be hurting
when you go.

You need turmeric milk
to help smooth the inflammation.

Get out!

Before I kill you, you get out!

Get out,
you stupid girl!

Get out, get out!

Oh, no. I'm sorry.

Oh...

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I didn't know

it would hurt you.

I didn't mean to
leave you here in pain.

I'm so sorry, my... my boy,

my beautiful boy.

I'm sorry.

Shit.

Come on.

Another cell.

Shit.

What?

So, you're the possum

that's been
scratching at my wall.

So, what did you do
to piss off the blonde?

- Nothing.
- Ah.

Is it a sex thing, then?

Yeah, she looks like
she'd be into domination.

Those cheekbones.

Nah. Luckily, I'm not her type.

I think she
prefers her men dead.

Who are you?

And why do they
have you in here?

You got any more of those?

I'm Min.

Mat Cauthon.

No, no, no, no, no.

Do not underestimate him.

Tomas, oh, he was delicious

back in the day.

But he chose our
dear, sweet Verin.

And that was the end
of his sex life.

How about you two?

You've never told us
the story of how you met.

Come, Sister.
It's late, we should, um...

Mm.

It was in the Borderlands,

wasn't it? Hmm?

You probably saw him

prancing across the desert
on a black steed,

sword out, hair
whipping in the wind...

It was
outside Chachin.

I'd been following him
on the road all day.

He kept throwing
glances back at me.

I thought he was a Darkfriend.

I thought she was a mercenary

sent to kill me by my carneira.

Carneira?

Oh, in-in Malkier,

older women take
young men's virginity

to, um, show them
the ways of love.

Mmm.

This is getting good.

I found him
by a pond,

meditating.

His face was still, but so much

raged beneath the surface.

Meditation's never
come easy for me.

Especially not when
you're planning on

killing an Aes Sedai.

I didn't believe
you were an Aes Sedai.

I'd always heard
that they were old...

...cold and sour.

He'd left his sword

sitting on a rock nearby.

But the moment my hand
touched the scabbard,

he'd crossed the ten yards...

...grabbed me
by the scruff of the neck

and tossed me in the water.

You threw Moiraine
Sedai in a pond?

It's unwise to try separating
a man from his sword.

Ah.

And that's when you knew, huh?

Any old Warder can
protect you from a Trolloc.

But the right one,

he can protect you
from yourself.

So...

Mm-hmm.

Think you can fit?

Yeah, let me just, uh...

A bottle of wine?

They usually let me work
through one a week.

It's been a while since I could
have a drink with someone.

Sorry, are you coming on to me?

Oh, please. Move.

Move, move, move. Come on.

Feels like home.

Mmm.

They really pick a color
and run with it, don't they?

So, are you gonna tell me
why you're in here?

I usually avoid Tar Valon.

The riverboat I was on
changed course in the storm,

so I thought, "Why not?

Plenty of bar work
in a big city."

Just my luck,

a Red who loves
a drink recognized me.

So here I am.

But why did they want you?

I see things.

If I keep drinking this,

I'll see things, too.

What kind of things?

Glimpses of the pattern.

Like the future?

Mm.

Wow.

That is way less interesting

than I expected, to be honest.

I'd hoped for at least a murder,

or a secret affair
with an Aes Sedai.

What, seeing the future
isn't interesting to you?

Hmm.

You really don't want to know
what I see when I look at you?

Unless it's how
I get out of here...

Absolutely not.

No, I would rather

not know the shit
that's headed my way.

Better head back.

They usually check
while we're sleeping.

Yeah, um...

will you visit again?

I'll check my
social calendar, possum,

but...

I think it's pretty open.

Min, are you all right?

I don't want to hurt you.

You can't.

You know...

...there was someone
that I loved once.

When he left, I was shattered.

But I knew
no one else could ever

have that power
over me ever again.

What's left to hurt
if he still has my whole heart?

When I'm with you,
I can pretend you're him,

I can pretend I'm...

whole again.

You can't imagine
what a gift that is.

It's so much more than
I've had in a very long time.

Who do you think of...

when you're with me?

Someone I wish I could forget.

Well, maybe that will just

have to be how
this works for us.

You'll help me remember...

...and I'll help you forget.

I present to you

my secret weapon.

The flavor's much better

when I can brew it
in small amounts.

The air weaves that
increase the pressure

and speed up the fermentation,

they're just much more
manageable that way.

It packs a punch.

Sorry.

You worked this out on your own?

I like to tinker with things.

Plus, when one has no friends

and isn't allowed to have fun,

one must fill the hours somehow.

Speaking of friends,

was Sheriam Sedai

asking you about
Nynaeve al'Meara earlier?

Do you know her?

I take it you do.

It's just...

people say that
she's quite powerful.

Egwene, are you there?

We came here together.

She's my best friend.

Light! How exciting...

Exhausting.

No, uh, no, no, it's...

it's-it's not that.

Egwene?

She's not doing
anything exactly.

But I guess that's the problem.

All I do

is study,

work myself to the bone
following the rules,

while she skips classes,

claiming she doesn't
even want to be here.

The hardest thing is,

she says she came here for me,

to protect me.

Like she's always done.

Whether I want it or not.

But where is she
when I actually need her?

She's off sparring with Warders

or becoming Liandrin's
bloody protégé.

I just feel like...

...the harder I try,

the more I fall behind.

And the less she tries...

...the more she gets ahead.

Egwene.

Hmm?

I know we're only just
getting to know each other,

so I hope you'll
forgive me when I say...

...jealousy...

...it's not
the best look on you.

I'm-I'm not jealous.

Egwene.

I am Daughter-Heir

to the most powerful
nation in the world.

I know what jealousy looks like.

Egwene, I have
nothing to say to you.

Liandrin Sedai.

- If this is about earlier...
- If I could take back

what is about to be
offered to you, I would,

but I've already set
the wheels in motion,

so here we are.

Follow me.

Just tell me
where we're going.

Whom do you bring
with you, Sister?

One who comes as a candidate
for Acceptance, Sister.

Is she ready

to face the Arches?

She is ready

to leave behind what she was,

and alone,

passing through her fears,

gain Acceptance.

Does she know what she fears?

She has never faced them

but now is willing.

Then let her face
what she fears.

The hour waits for no woman.

I should have sensed
the Fades were coming.

I should have...

I'm sorry.

Do you know when I actually
decided you'd be my Warder?

It was after Chachin.

We were on our way
back to the Tower

and we stopped
at this little village.

I can't remember
the name, but...

But there were
three Trolloc heads

staked on spears
outside the town.

A warning.

But it didn't faze you.

You'd faced so many
in the Blight,

and I couldn't imagine
the courage it took

to face the Shadow with...

nothing but a sword.

That's when I knew.

Because I knew that
when the time came,

you'd be able
to survive on your own.

You'll go to the Tower

and I'll continue alone.

I'm not leaving you.

I was wrong, Lan.

I was wrong about everything.

The Last Battle's coming,

and we're already losing it.

The cuendillar that broke
at the Eye of the World,

that was the Seal
keeping Ishamael imprisoned.

Ishamael?

The Forsaken?

We didn't defeat the Dark One,

we set his strongest
lieutenant free.

The Forsaken
are 3,000 years old.

They're the strongest
channelers that ever lived,

and Ishamael may
be waking the others.

What they can do
with the One Power

make the Aes Sedai
look like tavern magicians

conjuring birds
from their sleeves.

I mean, he cut me off
with a flick of his wrist.

But it takes eight Aes Sedai
to cut someone off.

Alone, he couldn't,
no matter how...

You have no conception
of the power they wield.

Well, then tell me.

You and I walk
this path together.

Every step of it.

Every choice, every sacrifice...

We've never walked
this path together.

You've never seen the forest

for the trees because

I have never shown it to you.

I know what you're trying to do.

You can't push me away.

Rand's alive.

No.

You said he was dead.

You assumed.

I did what I had
to do to protect

the Dragon Reborn
because my loyalty

is to him

and him alone.

I took an oath to defend you.

To give my life for yours.

And without the bond,

you're unable to
fulfill that oath.

- I'm still your Warder.
- No, you failed me.

Without Verin and Adeleas,
I would be dead.

I am not letting you
walk away from me again.

I know.

Alanna will see you
to the Tower.

I'll have her take
your bond by force

if I must.

I swore myself to you
because I trusted you.

Because I thought that
we were in this together.

Equals.

That was never true,
was it, Moiraine?

An Aes Sedai cannot lie.

So tell me the truth.

We were never equals.

Light protect you...

al'Lan Mandragoran.

Come on! Pull!

Hold your ground!

Rescue him!

Loial!

Shienarans,
with me, at my side!

Take cover!

Stay back!

Come on.

Don't move.

What are you doing?

Get back here.

Are they ready?

They'll have to be, won't they?

Yann was attacked
in the Foregate

last night, so we needed
to fill the position.

It won't be much different

than what
you've been doing already.

Your charges just
have richer families

or a special patron, is all.

And you get some fresh air.

Your usual orderly had
a terrible accident last night,

so I'll be taking care of you
for the next few months.

I have a feeling you and I
have a lot more in common.