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s harness。 One by one they led Fain's horses away and； when the last was gone； did not return。
Rand ignored the crowd。 He took a seat on the edge of the old stone foundation； gathered his cloak around him； and stared at the inn door。 Ghealdan。 Tar Valon。 The very names were strange and exciting。 They were places he knew only from peddlers' news； and tales told by merchants' guards。 Aes Sedai and wars and false Dragons： those were the stuff of stories told late at night in front of the fireplace； with one candle making strange shapes on the wall and the wind howling against the shutters。 On the whole； he believed he would rather have blizzards and wolves。 Still； it must be different out there； beyond the Two Rivers； like living in the middle of a gleeman's tale。 An adventure。 One long adventure。 A whole lifetime of it。
Slowly the villagers dispersed； still muttering and shaking their heads。 Wit Congar paused to stare into the now…abandoned wagon as though he might find another peddler hidden inside。 Finally only a few of the younger folk were left。 Mat and Perrin drifted over to where Rand sat。
〃I don't see how the gleeman could beat this；〃 Mat said excitedly。 〃I wonder if we might get to see this false Dragon？〃
Perrin shook his shaggy head。 〃I don't want to see him。 Somewhere else； maybe； but not in the Two Rivers。 Not if it means war。〃
〃Not if it means Aes Sedai here； either；〃 Rand added。 〃Or have you forgotten who caused the Breaking？ The Dragon may have started it； but it was Aes Sedai who actually broke the world。〃
〃I heard a story once；〃 Mat said slowly； 〃from a wool…buyer's guard。 He said the Dragon would be reborn in mankind's greatest hour of need； and save us all。 〃
〃Well； he was a fool if he believed that；〃 Perrin said firmly。 〃And you were a fool to listen。〃 He did not sound angry； he was slow to anger。 But he sometimes got exasperated with Mat's quicksilver fancies； and there was a touch of that in his voice。 〃I suppose he claimed we'd all live in a new Age of Legends afterwards； too。〃
〃I didn't say I believed it；〃 Mat protested。 〃I just heard it。 Nynaeve did； too； and I thought she was going to skin me and the guard both。 He said … the guard did … that a lot of people do believe； only they're afraid to say so； afraid of the Aes Sedai or the Children of the Light。 He wouldn't say any more after Nynaeve lit into us。 She told the merchant； and he said it was the guard's last trip with him。〃
〃A good thing； too；〃 Perrin said。 〃The Dragon going to save us？ Sounds like Coplin talk to me。〃
〃What kind of need would be great enough that we'd want the Dragon to save us from it？〃 Rand mused。 〃As well ask for help from the Dark One。〃
〃He didn't say；〃 Mat replied unfortably。 〃And he didn't mention any new Age of Legends。 He said the world would be torn apart by the Dragon's ing。 〃
〃That would surely save us；〃 Perrin said dryly。 〃Another Breaking。〃
〃Burn me！〃 Mat growled。 〃I'm only telling you what the guard said。〃
Perrin shook his head。 〃I just hope the Aes Sedai and this Dragon； false or not； stay where they are。 Maybe that way the Two Rivers will be spared。〃
〃You think they're really Darkfriends？〃 Mat was frowning thoughtfully。
〃Who？〃 Rand asked。
〃Aes Sedai。〃
Rand glanced at Perrin； who shrugged。 〃The stories；〃 he began slowly； but Mat cut him off。
〃Not all the stories say they serve the Dark One； Rand。〃
〃Light； Mat；〃 Rand said； 〃they caused the Breaking。 What more do you want？〃
〃I suppose。〃 Mat sighed； but the next moment he was grinning again。 〃Old Bili Congar says they don't exist。 Aes Sedai。 Darkfriends。 Says they're just stories。 He says he doesn't believe in the Dark One； either。〃
Perrin snorted。 〃Coplin talk from a Congar。 What else can you expect？〃
〃Old Bili named the Dark One。 I'll bet you didn't know that。〃
〃Light！〃 Rand breathed。
Mat's grin broadened。 〃It was last spring； just before the cutworm got into his fields and nobody else's。 Right before everybody in his house came down with yellow eye fever。 I heard him do it。 He still says he doesn't believe； but whenever I ask him to name the Dark One now； he throws something at me。〃
〃You are just stupid enough to do that； aren't you； Matrim Cauthon？〃 Nynaeve al'Meara stepped into their huddle； the dark braid pulled over her shoulder almost bristling with anger。 Rand scrambled to his feet。 Slender and barely taller than Mat's shoulder； at the moment the Wisdom seemed taller than any of them； and it did not matter that she was young and pretty。
〃I suspected something of the sort about Bili Congar at the time； but I thought you at least had more sense than to try taunting him into such a thing。 You may be old enough to be married； Matrim Cauthon； but in truth you shouldn't be off your mother's apron strings。 The next thing； you'll be naming the Dark One yourself。〃
〃No； Wisdom；〃 Mat protested； looking as if he would rather be any where else than there。 〃It was old Bil … I mean； Master Congar； not me！ Blood and ashes； I …〃
〃Watch your tongue； Matrim！〃
Rand stood up straighter； though her glare was not directed at him。 Perrin looked equally abashed。 Later one or another of them would almost certainly plain about being scolded by a woman not all that much older than themselves … someone always did after one of Nynaeve's scoldings； if never in her hearing … but the gap in ages always seemed more than wide enough when face to face with her。 Especially if she was angry。 The stick in her hand was thick at one end and a slender switch at the other； and she was liable to give a flail to anybody she thought was acting the fool … head or hands or legs … no matter their age or position。
The Wisdom so held his attention that at first Rand failed to see she was not alone。 When he realized his mistake； he began to think about leaving no matter what Nynaeve would say or do later。
Egwene stood a few paces behind the Wisdom； watching intently。 Of a height with Nynaeve； and with the same dark coloring； she could at that moment have been a reflection of Nynaeve's mood； arms crossed beneath her breasts； mouth tight with disapproval。 The hood of her soft gray cloak shaded her face； and her big brown eyes held no laughter now。
If there was any fairness； he thought that being two years older than her should give him some advantage； but that was not the way of it。 At the best of times he was never very nimble with his tongue when talking to any of the village girls； not like Perrin； but whenever Egwene gave him that intent look； with her eyes as wide as they would go； as if every last ounce of her attention was on him； he just could not seem to make the words go where he wanted。 Perhaps he could get away as soon as Nynaeve finished。 But he knew he would not； even if he did not understand why。
〃If you are done staring like a moonstruck lamb； Rand al'Thor；〃 Nynaeve said； 〃perhaps you can tell me why you were talking about something even you three great bull calves ought to have sense enough to keep out of your mouths。〃
Rand gave a start and pulled his eyes away from Egwene； she had grown a disconcerting smile when the Wisdom began speaking。 Nynaeve's voice was tart； but she had the beginnings of a knowing smile on her face； too until Mat laughed aloud。 The Wisdom's smile vanished； and the look she gave Mat cut his laughter off in a strangled croak。
〃Well； Rand？〃 Nynaeve said。
Out of the corner of his eye he saw Egwene still smiling。 What does she think is so funny？ 〃It was natural enough to talk of it； Wisdom；〃 he said hurriedly。 〃The peddler…Padan Fain 。。。 ah 。。。 Master Fain…brought news of a false Dragon in Ghealdan； and a war； and Aes Sedai。 The Council thought it was important enough to talk to him。 What else would we be talking about？〃
Nynaeve shook her head。 〃So that's why the peddler's wagon stands abandoned。 I heard people rushing to meet it； but I couldn't leave Mistress Ayellin till her fever broke。 The Council is questioning the peddler about what's happening in Ghealdan； are they？ If I know them；