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Nieda mused for a moment。 〃Perhaps。 It do be hard to say。 The young lordlings do always e down to the docks for the wenching and carousing they can no get away with where the air does smell fresher。 Perhaps they do e more often； now； since the hard of the winter。 Perhaps。 And others do snap at each other more； too。 It did be a hard winter。 That does make men angrier； and women as well。 All that rain； and cold。 Why； I did wake two mornings to find ice in my washbasin。 No so hard as the last winter； of course； but that did be a winter for a thousand years。 Almost enough to make me believe those travelers' tales of frozen water falling from the sky。〃 She giggled to show how little she believed that。 It was an odd sound from such a large woman。
Perrin shook his head。 She doesn't believe in snow？ But if she thought this weather was cool； he could believe it of her。
Moiraine bent her head in thought； her hood shadowing her face。
The girl on the table was beginning a new verse； and Perrin found himself listening in spite of himself。 He had never heard of any woman doing anything remotely like what； the girl was singing about； but it did sound interesting。 He noticed Zarine watching him listen； and tried to pretend he had not been。
〃What has occurred out of the ordinary in Illian of late？〃 Moiraine said finally。
〃I do suppose you could call Lord Brend's ascension to the Council of Nine unusual；〃 Nieda said。 〃Fortune prick me； I can no remember ever hearing his name before the winter； but he did e to the city … from somewhere near the Murandian border； it be rumored … and did be raised inside a week。 It do be said he be a good man； and strongest of the Nine … they all do follow his lead； it be said； though he be newest and unknown … but sometimes I do have strange dreams of him。〃
Moiraine had opened her mouth … to tell Nieda she had meant in the last few nights； Perrin was sure … but she hesitated； and instead said； 〃What sort of strange dreams； Nieda？〃
〃Oh； foolishness； Mistress Mari。 Just foolishness。 You do truly wish to hear it？ Dreams of Lord Brend in strange places； and walking bridges hanging in air。 All fogged； these dreams do be； but near every night they do e。 Did you ever hear of such？ Foolishness； Fortune prick me！ Yet； it do be odd。 Bili does say he does dream the same dreams。 I do think he does hear my dreams and copy them。 Bili do be none too bright； sometimes； I do think。〃
〃You may do him an injustice；〃 Moiraine breathed。
Perrin stared at her dark hood。 She had sounded shaken； even more shaken than when she thought a new false Dragon had risen in Ghealdan。 He could not smell fear； but。。。 Moiraine was frightened。 It was a far more terrifying thought than Moiraine angry。 He could imagine her angry； he could not begin to conceive of her afraid。
〃How I do maunder on；〃 Nieda said； patting the rolled hair at the back of her neck。 〃As if my foolish dreams do be important。〃 She giggled again。 A quick giggle； this was not as foolish as believing in snow。 〃You do sound tired； Mistress Mari。 I will show you to your rooms。 And then a good meal of fresh…caught red…stripe。〃
Red…stripe？ A fish； he thought it must be； he could smell fish cooking。
〃Rooms；〃 Moiraine said。 〃Yes。 We will take rooms。 The meal can wait。 Ships。 Nieda； what ships sail for Tear？ Early on the morrow。 I have that which I must do tonight。〃 Lan glanced at her； frowning。
〃For Tear； Mistress Mari？〃 Nieda laughed。 〃Why； none for Tear。 The Nine did forbid any ship to sail for Tear a month gone now； nor any from Tear to call here； though I do think the Sea Folk pay it no mind。 But there do be no Sea Folk ship in the harbor。 It do be odd； that。 The order of the Nine； I do mean； and the King silent on it； when he does always raise his voice if they but take a step without his lead。 Or perhaps it be no that； exactly。 All talk do be of war with Tear； but the boatmen and wagoneers who do carry supplies to the army do say the soldiers do all look north； to Murandy。〃
〃The paths of the Shadow are tangled；〃 Moiraine said in a tight voice。 〃We will do what we must。 The rooms； Nieda。 And then we will eat that meal。〃
Perrin's room was more fortable than he expected； given the look of the rest of the Badger。 The bed was wide； the mattress soft。 The door was made of tilted slats； and when he opened the windows； a breeze crossed the room carrying the smells of the harbor。 And something of the canals； too； but at least it was cooling。 He hung his cloak on a peg along with his quiver and axe； and propped his bow in the corner。 Everything else he left in the saddlebags and blanketroll。 The night might not be restful。
If Moiraine had sounded afraid before； it had been nothing to when she said that something must be done tonight。 For an instant then； fear scent had steamed from her as from a woman announcing that she was going to stick her hand in a hornets' nest and crush them with her bare fingers。 What in the Light is she up to？ If Moiraine is frightened； I should be terrified。
He was not； he realized。 Not terrified； or even frightened。 He felt。。。 excited。 Ready for something to happen； almost eager。 Determined。 He recognized the feelings。 They were what wolves felt just before they fought。 Burn me； I'd rather be afraid！
He was first back down to the mon except for Loial。 Nieda had arranged a large table for them； with ladder…back chairs instead of benches。 She had even found a chair big enough for Loial。 The girl across the room was singing a song about a rich merchant who； having just lost his team of horses in an improbable way； had for some reason decided to pull his carriage himself。 The men listening around her roared with laughter。 The windows showed darkness ing on more quickly than he had expected； the air smelled as if it might be making up to rain。
〃This inn has an Ogier room；〃 Loial said as Perrin sat down。 〃Apparently； every inn in Illian has one； in hopes of gaining Ogier custom when the stonemasons e。 Nieda claims it is lucky； having an Ogier under the roof。 I cannot think they get many。 The masons always stay together when they go Outside to work。 Humans are so hasty； and the Elders are always afraid tempers will flare and someone will put a long handle on his axe。〃 He eyed the men around the singer as if he suspected them of it。 His ears were drooping again。
The rich merchant was in the process of losing his； carriage； to more laughter。 〃Did you find out whether any Ogier from Stedding Shangtai are in Illian？〃
〃There were； but Nieda said they left during the winter。 She said they had not finished their work。 I do not understand it。 The masons would not have left work undone unless they were not paid； and Nieda said it was not that。 One morning； they were just gone； though someone saw them walking down the Maredo Causeway in the night。 Perrin； I do not like this city。 I do not know why； but it makes me。。。 uneasy。〃
〃Ogier；〃 Moiraine said； 〃are sensitive to some things。〃 She still had her face hidden； but Nieda had apparently sent someone to buy her a light cloak of dark blue linen。 The fear smell