Those were the King's Palace and the slightly smaller Great Hall of the Council, and this was the Square of Tammaz, in the heart of Illian. You may as well sit, too, Merilille. Moghedien could have killed Eg-wene without anyone noticing; even had a sister felt her channel, there would be nothing remarkable in that. Faolain's mop of dark curls swayed as she shook her head for emphasis.
Sorilea nodded, thumb tapping the hilt of her belt knife, but her attention never left the Aes Sedai. Her own dress had a high neck that brushed her chin with lace and no parts of it missing. Maybe she still was. Siuan moved her head jerkily, struggling both to keep a glare on her face and to keep it fixed on the other two.
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