Elaida did not let the heat touch her even when she descended, of course. She was remarkably softhearted at times. Elaida bounded to her feet. Images flashed in her head, men fighting, killing their way through the streets of Tar Valon, dying.
I don't know why they were gathered. Elaida bit off each word with contempt. For the view. Even Siuan gaped in disbelief.
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