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tied you into a knot or cored you like an apple； still I would take no blame。 I did what I could； when I could。 And you did the same。〃
〃It was not the same。〃 Nynaeve tried to take the heat out of her voice。 〃It was my fault that you were there。 My fault that you are here。 If you。。。〃 She stopped to swallow again。 〃If you。。。 miss。。。 when you shoot at me today； I want you to know that I will understand。〃
〃I do not miss where I aim；〃 Birgitte said dryly； 〃and where I aim will not be at you。〃 She began taking things from one of the cabinets and laying them on the small table。 Half…finished arrows； scraped shafts； steel arrow points； stone glue pot； fine cord； gray goose feathers for fletchings。 She had said she would make her own bow； too； as soon as she could。 Luca's she called 〃a knot…riddled branch broken from a cross…grained tree by a blind idiot in the middle of the night。〃
〃I liked you； Nynaeve；〃 she said as she laid everything out。 〃Thorns； warts and all。 I no longer do； as you are now。。。〃
〃You have no reason to like me； now；〃 Nynaeve said miserably； but the other woman spoke right over her without looking up。
〃。。。and I will not allow you to make me less； to make my decisions less； by claiming responsibility for them。 I have had few women friends； but most have had tempers like snowghosts。〃
〃I wish you could be my friend once more。〃 What under the Light was a snowghost？ Something from another Age； no doubt。 〃I would never try to make you less； Birgitte。 I only …〃
Birgitte paid her no mind； except to raise her voice。 Her attention seemed all on her arrow shafts。 〃I would like to like you again； whether you return the liking or not； but I cannot until you are yourself again。 I could live with you a milk…tongued sniveling wretch if that was what you were。 I take people as they are； not as I would like them to be； or else I leave them。 But that is not what you are； and I will not accept your reasons for playing at it。 So。 Clarine told me of your encounter with Cerandin。 Now I know what to do the next time you claim my decisions as your own。〃 She swished a length of ashwood vigorously。 〃I am sure Latelle will be happy to provide the switch。〃
Nynaeve forced her jaws to unclench； forced her tone as smooth as she could make it。 〃You have a perfect right to do whatever you wish to me。〃 Her fists in her skirts quivered more than her voice。
〃A touch of temper showing？ Just at the edges？〃 Birgitte grinned at her； at once amused and startlingly feral。 〃How long before it bursts into flame？ I am willing to wear out any number of switches； if need be。〃 The grin faded into seriousness。 〃I will make you see the right of this； or I will drive you away。 There is no other course。 I cannot … will not … leave Elayne。 That bond honors me； and I will honor it； and her。 And I will not allow you to think that you make my decisions； or made them。 I am myself； not an appendage to you。 Now go away。 I must finish these arrows if I am to have even a few shafts that will fly true。 I do not mean to kill you； and I would not have it happen by accident。〃 Unstopping the glue pot； she bent over the table。 〃Do not forget to curtsy like a good girl on your way out。〃
Nynaeve made it as far as the foot of the steps before pounding her fist on her thigh in a fury。 How dare the woman？ Did she think that she could just。。。？ Did she think that Nynaeve would put up with。。。？ I thought she could do anything she wanted to you； a small voice whispered in her head。 I said she could kill me； she snarled at it； not humiliate me！ Before much longer everybody would be threatening her with that bloody Seanchan woman！
The wagons stood abandoned； except for a few rough…coated horse handlers for guards； near the tall sprawling canvas fence erected to contain Luca's show。 From this large brown…grass meadow half a mile from Samara the gray stone walls of the city were clearly visible； with squat towers at the gates； and a few of the taller buildings showing roofs of thatch or tile。 Outside the walls； villages of huts and rude shanties sprouted like mushrooms in every direction； full of the Prophet's followers； and they had stripped every tree for miles either for building or for firewood。
The show's entrance for patrons was on the other side； but two of the horse handlers with stout cudgels stood on this side to discourage any who did not want to pay from entering as the performers did。 Nynaeve was almost upon them； striding as hard as she could and muttering angrily to herself； when their idiotic grins made her realize that the shawl was still looped over her elbows。 Her stare wiped their faces blank。 Only then did she cover herself properly； and slowly； she was not about to have these louts think they could make her yelp and leap。 The skinny one； with a nose that took up half of his face； held the canvas flap aside； and she ducked through into pandemonium。
Everywhere people thronged； in noisy milling clusters of men and women and children； in chattering streams flowing from one attraction to the next。 All but the s'redit performed on raised wooden stages Luca had had built。 Cerandin's boar…horses had the largest crowd； the huge gray animals actually balancing on their forelegs； even the baby； long snouts curved up sinuously； while Clarine's dogs had the smallest； for all they did back…springs and flips over each others' backs。 A good many people paused to stare at the lions and the hairy boarlike capars in their cages； the strangely horned deer from Arafel and Saldaea and Arad Doman and the bright birds from the Light knew where； and some waddling； brown…furred creatures with big eyes and round ears that sat placidly eating leaves from branches gripped in their forepaws。 Luca's tale on where they came from varied … she supposed he did not know … and he had not been able to make up a name for them that pleased him。 A huge snake from the marshes of Illian； four times as long as a man； earned nearly as many gasps as the s'redit； although simply lying there； apparently asleep； but she was pleased to see that Latelle's bears； at the moment standing atop huge red wooden balls that they rolled in circles with their feet； attracted few more than the dogs。 Bears these people could see in their own forests； even if these did have white faces。
Latelle sparkled in the afternoon sunlight in her black spangles。 Cerandin glittered almost as much in blue； and Clarine in green； though neither had quite as many sequins sewn on as Latelle； but every last one of the dresses had a collar right up under the chin。 Of course； Petra and the Chavanas were performing attired only in bright blue breeches； but that was to show off their muscles。 Only understandable。 The acrobats were standing one atop the other's shoulders； four high。 Not far from them； the strongman took a long bar with a large iron ball at each end … two men were needed to hand the thing up to him … and immediately began twirling it in his thick hands； even spinning the bar around his neck and across his back。
Thom was juggling fire； and eating it as well。 Eight flaming batons made a perfect circle： then suddenly he had four in