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Bornhald put Byar out of his mind。 He had done what he could； there。 He raised his voice。 〃The legion will advance at a walk！〃
With a creak of saddles the long line of white…cloaked men moved slowly toward Falme。
Rand peered around the corner at the approaching Seanchan； then ducked back into the narrow alley between two stables with a grimace。 They would be there soon。 There was blood crusted on his cheek。 The cuts he had from Turak burned； but there was nothing to be done for them now。 Lightning flashed across the sky again； he felt the rumble of its plummet through his boots。 What in the name of the Light is happening？
〃Close？〃 Ingtar said。 〃The Horn of Valere must be saved； Rand。〃 Despite the Seanchan； despite the lightning and strange explosions down in the town proper； he seemed preoccupied with his own thoughts。 Mat and Perrin and Hurin were down at the other end of the alley； watching another Seanchan patrol。 The place where they had left the horses was close； now； if they could only reach it。
〃She's in trouble；〃 Rand muttered。 Egwene。 There was an odd feeling in his head； as if pieces of his life were in danger。 Egwene was one piece； one thread of the cord that made his life； but there were others； and he could feel them threatened。 Down there； in Falme。 And if any of those threads was destroyed； his life would never be plete； the way it was meant to be。 He did not understand it； but the feeling was sure and certain。
〃One man could hold fifty here；〃 Ingtar said。 The two stables stood close together； with barely room for the pair of them to stand side by side between them。 〃One man holding fifty at a narrow passage。 Not a bad way to die。 Songs have been made about less。〃
〃There's no need for that；〃 Rand said。 〃I hope。〃 A rooftop in the town exploded。 How am I going to get back in here？ I have to reach her。 Reach them？ Shaking his head； he peeked around the corner again。 The Seanchan were closer； still ing。
〃I never knew what he was going to do；〃 Ingtar said softly； as if talking to himself。 He had his sword out； testing the edge with his thumb。 〃A pale little man you didn't seem to really notice even when you were looking at him。 Take him inside Fal Dara； I was told； inside the fortress。 I did not want to； but I had to do it。 You understand？ I had to。 I never knew what he intended until he shot that arrow。 I still don't know if it was meant for the Amyrlin； or for you。〃
Rand felt a chill。 He stared at Ingtar。 〃What are you saying？〃 he whispered。
Studying his blade； Ingtar did not seem to hear。 〃Humankind is being swept away everywhere。 Nations fail and vanish。 Darkfriends are everywhere； and none of these southlanders seem to notice or care。 We fight to hold the Borderlands； to keep them safe in their houses； and every year； despite all we can do； the Blight advances。 And these southlanders think Trollocs are myths； and Myrddraal a gleeman's tale。〃 He frowned and shook his head。 〃It seemed the only way。 We would be destroyed for nothing； defending people who do not even know； or care。 It seemed logical。 Why should we be destroyed for them； when we could make our own peace？ Better the Shadow； I thought； than useless oblivion； like Carallain； or Hardan； or 。。。 It seemed so logical； then。〃
Rand grabbed Ingtar's lapels。 〃You aren't making any sense。〃 He can't mean what he's saying。 He can't。 〃Say it plain； whatever you mean。 You are talking crazy！〃
For the first time Ingtar looked at Rand。 His eyes shone with unshed tears。 〃You are a better man than I。 Shepherd or lord； a better man。 The prophecy says； 'Let who sounds me think not of glory； but only salvation。' It was my salvation I was thinking of。 I would sound the Horn； and lead the heroes of the Ages against Shayol Ghul。 Surely that would have been enough to save me。 No man can walk so long in the Shadow that he cannot e again to the Light。 That is what they say。 Surely that would have been enough to wash away what I have been； and done。〃
〃Oh； Light； Ingtar。〃 Rand released his hold on the other man and sagged back against the stable wall。 〃I think。。。 I think wanting to is enough。 I think all you have to do is stop being 。。。 one of them。〃 Ingtar flinched as if Rand had said it out。 Darkfriend。
〃Rand； when Verin brought us here with the Portal Stone； I … I lived other lives。 Sometimes I held the Horn； but I never sounded it。 I tried to escape what I'd bee； but I never did。 Always there was something else required of me； always something worse than the last； until I was 。。。 You were ready to give it up to save a friend。 Think not of glory。 Oh； Light； help me。〃
Rand did not know what to say。 It was as if Egwene had told him she had murdered children。 Too horrible to be believed。 Too horrible for anyone to admit to unless it was true。 Too horrible。
After a time； Ingtar spoke again； firmly。 〃There has to be a price； Rand。 There is always a price。 Perhaps I can pay it here。〃
〃Ingtar； I …〃
〃It is every man's right； Rand； to choose when to Sheathe the Sword。 Even one like me。〃
Before Rand could say anything； Hurin came running down the alley。 〃The patrol turned aside；〃 he said hurriedly； 〃down into the town。 They seem to be gathering down there。 Mat and Perrin went on。〃 He took a quick look down the street and pulled back。 〃We'd better do the same； Lord Ingtar； Lord Rand。 Those bug…headed Seanchan are almost here。〃
〃Go； Rand；〃 Ingtar said。 He turned to face the street and did not look at Rand or Hurin again。 〃Take the Horn where it belongs。 I always knew the Amyrlin should have given you the charge。 But all I ever wanted was to keep Shienar whole； to keep us from being swept away and forgotten。〃
〃I know； Ingtar。〃 Rand drew a deep breath。 〃The Light shine on you； Lord Ingtar of House Shinowa； and may you shelter in the palm of the Creator's hand。〃 He touched Ingtar's shoulder。 〃The last embrace of the mother wele you home。〃 Hurin gasped。
〃Thank you；〃 Ingtar said softly。 A tension seemed to go out of him。 For the first time since the night of the Trolloc raid on Fal Dara； he stood as he had when Rand first saw him； confident and relaxed。 Content。
Rand turned and found Hurin staring at him； staring at both of them。 〃It is time for us to go。〃
〃But Lord Ingtar …〃
〃… does what he has to；〃 Rand said sharply。 〃But we go。〃 Hurin nodded； and Rand trotted after him。 Rand could hear the steady tread of the Seanchan's boots； now。 He did not look back。
Chapter 47
（Horn）
The Grave Is No Bar to My Call
Mat and Perrin were mounted by the time Rand and Hurin reached them。 Far behind him； Rand heard Ingtar's voice rise。 〃The Light； and Shinowa！〃 The clash of steel joined the roar of other voices。
〃Where's Ingtar？〃 Mat shouted。 〃What's going on？〃 He had the Horn of Valere lashed to the high pommel of his saddle as if it were just any horn； but the dagger was in his belt； the ruby…tipped hilt cupped protectively in a pale hand that seemed made of nothing but bone and sinew。
〃He's dying；〃 Rand said harshly as he swung onto Red's back。
〃Then we have to help him；〃 Pe