Greens like to bond them young. She looked around, openly contemptuous, at the people hurrying by; it was possible to follow the path of any Seanchan, even common soldiers and even at a distance, by the ripples of bowing. She swallowed, trying to ignore them - they would not go away - and addressed the bound woman. They ask more and more of us.
The ferrymen's boots clunking on the deck, and the water gurgling around the ferry. It sounds almost as if they're trying to make us want to leave, Egwene protested. You can keep your pride, at least. dock, giving the unfortunate villagers a rougher side of her tongue than Egwene would have suspected she had.
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