The Shadow's hounds now course, and kill. I like the woman, Nynaeve; I do. People went silently in dark clothes, with no bright colors except here and there slashes across the breast of coat or dress. Tai'shar Shienar! If he made a run for it, could he lose himself in the crowd long enough to reach his horse? If she sends trackers after me .
As long as I don't have to pretend to be your servant anymore, Mat muttered. Suddenly it came to him that he was crouching like a toad, huddling under their eyes. They had not caught Nynaeve or Elayne, either one. The man who called himself Bors did not bother to try.
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