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e's enemies。 They want to own the world； but it seems you already own a people。〃
Turning his head； Rand stared at him until amusement faded and； shrugging unfortably； he let his mule fall back beside Pevin and the banner。 The trouble was that the name did imply … more than implied … ownership； that was out of Lews Therin's memories； too。 It did not seem possible to own people； but if it was； he did not want to。 All I want is to use them； he thought wryly。
〃I see you don't believe it；〃 he said over his shoulder。 None of the Maidens had donned the thing。
Aviendha hesitated before saying； 〃I do not know what to believe。〃 She spoke as quietly as before； yet she sounded angry； and unsure。 〃There are many beliefs； and the Wise Ones are often silent； as if they do not know the truth。 Some say that in following you； we expiate the sin of our ancestors in。。。 in failing the Aes Sedai。〃
The catch in her voice startled him； he had never considered that she might be as worried as any other Aiel about what he had revealed of their past。 Ashamed might be a better word than worried； shame was an important part of ji'e'toh。 They were ashamed of what they had been … followers of the Way of the Leaf … and at the same time ashamed that they had abandoned their pledge to it。
〃Too many have heard some version of part of the Prophecy of Rhuidean now；〃 she went on in a more controlled tone； for all the world as if she had heard a word of that prophecy herself before she began training to bee a Wise One； 〃but it has been twisted。 They know that you will destroy us。。。〃 Her control faltered for the space of one deep breath。 〃But many believe that you will kill us all in endless dances of the spear； a sacrifice to atone for the sin。 Others believe that the bleakness itself is a testing； to wear away all but the hard core before the Last Battle。 I have even heard some say that the Aiel are now your dream； and that when you wake from this life； we will be no more。〃
A grim set of beliefs； that。 Bad enough that he had revealed a past they saw as shaming。 It was a wonder they had not all left him。 Or gone mad。 〃What do the Wise Ones believe？〃 he asked； as quietly as she。
〃That what must be； will be。 We will save what can be saved； Rand al'Thor。 We do not hope to do more。〃
We。 She included herself among the Wise Ones； just as Egwene and Elayne included themselves among Aes Sedai。 〃Well；〃 he said lightly； 〃I expect Sorilea at least believes I should have my ears boxed。 Probably Bair does； too。 And certainly Melaine。〃
〃Among other things；〃 she mumbled。 To his disappointment； she pushed away from him； although keeping a hold on his coat。 〃They believe many things I could wish they did not。〃
He grinned in spite of himself。 So she did not believe he needed his ears boxed。 That was a pleasant change since waking。
Hadnan Kadere's wagons lay a mile or so from his tent； circled in a broad depression between two hills where Stone Dogs kept watch。 A cream…colored coat straining over his bulk； the hatchet…nosed Darkfriend looked up； mopping his face with the inevitable large handkerchief； as Rand rode past with his banner and loping escort。 Moiraine was there as well； examining the wagon where the doorframe ter'angreal was lashed under canvas behind the driver's seat。 She did not even glance around until Kadere spoke to her。 By his gestures； he was plainly suggesting that she might want to acpany Rand。 In fact； he appeared eager for her to go； and small wonder。 He had to be congratulating himself on keeping his being a Darkfriend hidden so long； but the more he was in pany with an Aes Sedai； the more he was in danger of discovery。
Indeed； it was a surprise to Rand that the man was still there。 At least half of the drivers who had entered the Waste with him had slipped away since crossing the Dragonwall； replaced by Cairhienin refugees chosen by Rand himself； to make sure they were not of Kadere's sort。 He expected every morning to find the fellow himself gone； too； especially since Isendre's escape。 The Maidens had nearly torn the wagons apart looking for the woman； while Kadere sweated his way through three handkerchiefs。 Rand would not regret it if Kadere managed to sneak off in the night。 The Aiel guards had orders to let him go； so long as he did not try to take Moiraine's precious wagons。 More obviously every day； their loads were a treasure to her； and Rand would not see her lose them。
He glanced over his shoulder； but Asmodean was staring straight ahead； ignoring the wagons altogether。 He claimed to have had no contact with Kadere since Rand captured him； and Rand thought it might be true。 Certainly； the merchant never left his wagons； and was never out of sight of Aiel guards except when inside his own wagon。
Opposite the wagons； Rand half drew rein without thinking。 Surely Moiraine would want to acpany him into Cairhien； she might have crammed his head full； but it always seemed there was another piece she wanted to fit in； and this once in particular he could do with her presence and advice。 But she merely looked at him for a long moment； then turned back to the wagon。
Frowning； he heeled the dapple on。 As well to remember she had other sheep to shear than he knew about。 He had bee too trusting。 Best to be as wary of her as of Asmodean。
Trust no one； he thought bleakly。 For an instant he did not know whether it was his thought or Lews Therin's； but in the end he decided it did not matter。 Everybody had their own goals； their own desires。 Much the best to trust no one pletely except himself。 Yet he wondered； with another man oozing through the back of his mind； how far could he trust himself？
Vultures filled the sky around Cairhien in spiraling layers of black wings。 On the ground they flapped about among clouds of buzzing flies； squawking hoarsely at glossy ravens that tried to usurp their rights to the dead。 Where Aiel went across the treeless hills； recovering the bodies of their slain； the birds lumbered aloft fatly； screeching protests； then settled again as soon as the living humans were a few paces gone。 Vultures and ravens and flies together could not really have made the sunlight dimmer； yet it seemed so。
Stomach twisting； trying not to see； Rand heeled Jeade'en faster； until Aviendha clung to his back once more and the Maidens were running。 No one protested； and he did not believe it was only because Aiel could maintain that speed for hours。 Even Asmodean looked pale around the eyes。 Pevin's face never changed； though the bright banner whipping above him appeared a mockery in that place。
What lay ahead was little better。 Rand remembered the Foregate as a raucous beehive； a tangled warren of streets full of noise and color。 Now it was a still； thick band of ashes surrounding the square gray walls of Cairhien on three sides。 Charred timbers lay crazily atop stone foundations； and here and there a soot…black chimney yet stood； sometimes tilting precariously。 In places； a chair lying somehow untouched in the dirt street； a hasty bundle dropped by someone fleeing； a rag doll； emphasized the desolation。
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