At the thought of Rand, she gave a start and came to herself. The Ogier's ears stiffened in embarrassment. 'Give me a damane of my own on my deck,' he says, 'and I will sail this instant. A peal of trumpets rolled through the arrowslits, trumpets calling the fanfare from outside the walls, trumpets answering from the keep towers.
A cold wind gusted from the east, sending leaves scurrying across the ground. As they reached the opening in the low wall, he added again, Watch sharp! All the streets led toward a village square, but there was no one in the streets, no one peering from a window. She stopped, put her fists on her hips, and looked him slowly up and down. So I was told.
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