Maybe she's lying. There was not supposed to be anything to connect them; five men coming into Falme at an early hour, but not together. Her hands went to the flattened cube of gold, blunt, capable fingers finding precise points in the complex designs. Rand rode with grim determination, avoiding conversation with Verin.
Every Aes Sedai swore it, and every woman of them since has kept that oath. It would not be the first time the Prince of Andor had no title before he wed. Renna took the chair, frowning at Egwene. It won't do any good to avoid the Whitecloaks and ride right into a Seanchan patrol.
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