By Robert Jordan
In this sequel to the outstanding New York Times bestseller The Fires of Heaven, we plunge back into Robert Jordan's terribly wealthy, completely unforgettable world:
On the slopes of Shayol Ghul, the Myrddraal swords are solid, and the sky isn't the sky of this world;
In Salidar the White Tower in exile prepares an embassy to Caemlyn, the place Rand Al'Thor, the Dragon Reborn, holds the throne--and the place an unforeseen customer may well switch the world....
In Emond's box, Perrin Goldeneyes, Lord of the 2 Rivers, feels the pull of ta'veren to ta'veren and prepares to march....
Morgase of Caemlyn reveals a so much unforeseen, and relatively unwelcome, ally....And south lies Illian, the place Sammael holds sway....
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Now not an Aiel, notwithstanding his father were, yet nonetheless a Maiden. Now Aiel customs enhanced than legislation had touched him. No, now not touched; enveloped. No Maiden may marry and nonetheless hold the spear, and until she gave up the spear any baby she bore was once given to a different lady by way of the clever Ones, in the sort of means that the Maiden by no means knew who that girl used to be. Any baby born of a Maiden was once believed to be fortunate, either in itself and to elevate, notwithstanding none however the lady who raised the kid and her husband ever knew it was once now not her personal.
An ignorant boy, no matter what Asmodean manages to educate him! A primitive lout who most likely nonetheless believes that nine-tenths of what you and that i take with no consideration is most unlikely! Al’Thor makes a number of lords bow and thinks he has conquered a country. He hasn’t the desire to shut his fist and really triumph over them. simply the Aiel—Bajad drovja! Who might have inspiration they can swap so? ”—he needed to get a grip on himself; he by no means cursed like this; it used to be a weakness—“only they honestly stick with him, and never them all. He hangs via a thread, and he'll fall, a technique or one other.
As soon as freed of the brain that created them, such issues occasionally drifted in the course of the global of goals and occasionally latched directly to a selected spot. Aiel dreamwalkers destroyed every one as an issue after all at any time when they discovered one, yet they—and Egwene—had instructed her the easiest factor to do was once steer clear of any she observed altogether. regrettably, Carlinya it sounds as if had no longer listened while she and Nynaeve handed that on. The White sister used to be certain and placing by way of her ankles from a sequence that disappeared into darkness overhead.
Nynaeve glared at her. “Hold it, the sunshine burn you! ” worry nonetheless oozed during the bracelet, yet whatever else to boot, whatever virtually too feeble to exist. A faint spark of wish, maybe. “The mild burn you,” she muttered. The woman’s actual identify was once now not Marigan, yet Moghedien. one of many Forsaken, trapped along with her personal overweening delight and held prisoner in the course of Aes Sedai. purely 5 girls on this planet knew, none Aes Sedai, yet preserving Moghedien mystery was once purest necessity. The Forsaken’s crimes made her execution as certain because the solar emerging.
Even those who as soon as have been sisters. “Send them to Tiana or don’t,” Myrelle snapped, “but don’t discuss it. ” Elayne didn't imagine the darkly attractive lady was once offended at Siuan or Leane. might be now not at somebody or something particularly. She had a unstable mood impressive even between vegetables. Her golden yellow silk costume grew to become highnecked, yet with an oval cutout that revealed the tops of her breasts; she wore a unusual necklace, too, like a large silver collar assisting 3 small daggers, hilts nestling in her cleavage.