The blankets that made up the pallet on the ground lay in a sprawl, tossed aside by someone in a hurry. Only she wore her shawl, but Merilille's sitting room had been arranged as a court, though no one called it that. Leane, on the other hand, in true Aes Sedai fashion embraced what had changed. A sudden, horrible thought struck her.
So much more convenient. Your own legs were good enough. They three could have done it alone, but. He should have sent Fedwin, with a letter.