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〃So long as Mat lives；〃 Verin went on； 〃the Horn of Valere is no more than a horn to anyone else。 If he dies； of course； another can sound it and forge a new link between man and Horn。〃 Her gaze was steady and untroubled by what she seemed to be suggesting。
〃Many will die before we are done； Daughter。〃 And who else could I use to sound it again？ I'll not take the risk of trying to return it to Moiraine； now。 One of the Gaidin； perhaps。 Perhaps。 〃The Pattern has yet to make his fate clear。〃
〃Yes； Mother。 And the Horn？〃
〃For the moment；〃 the Amyrlin said finally； 〃we will find some place to hide this where no one but we two know。 I will consider what to do after that。〃
Verin nodded。 〃As you say； Mother。 Of course； a few hours will make one decision for you。〃
〃Is that all you have for me？〃 Siuan snapped。 〃If it is； I have those three runaways to deal with。〃
〃There is the matter of the Seanchan； Mother。〃
〃What of them？ All my reports say they have fled back across the ocean； or to wherever they came from。〃
〃It seems so； Mother。 But I fear we may have to deal with them again。〃 Verin pulled a small leather notebook from behind her belt and began leafing through it。 〃They spoke of themselves as the Forerunners； or Those Who e Before； and talked of the Return； and of reclaiming this land as theirs。 I've taken notes on everything I heard of them。 Only from those who actually saw them； of course； or had dealings with them。〃
〃Verin； you are worrying about a lionfish out in the Sea of Storms； while here and now the silverpike are chewing our nets to shreds。〃
The Brown sister continued turning pages。 〃An apt metaphor； Mother； the lionfish。 Once I saw a large shark that a lionfish had chased into the shallows； where it died。〃 She tapped one page with a finger。 〃Yes。 This is the worst。 Mother； the Seanchan use the One Power in battle。 They use it as a weapon。〃
Siuan clasped her hands tightly at her waist。 The reports the pigeons had brought spoke of that； too。 Most had only secondhand knowledge； but a few women wrote of seeing for themselves。 The Power used as a weapon。 Even dry ink on paper carried an edge of hysteria when they wrote of that。 〃That is already causing us trouble； Verin； and will cause more as the stories spread； and grow with the spreading。 But I can do nothing about that。 I am told these people are gone； Daughter。 Do you have any evidence otherwise？〃
〃Well； no； Mother； but …〃
〃Until you do； let us deal with getting the silverpike out of our nets before they start chewing holes in the boat； too。〃
With reluctance； Verin closed the notebook and tucked it back behind her belt。 〃As you say； Mother。 If I might ask； what do you intend to do to Nynaeve and the other two girls？〃
The Amyrlin hesitated； considering。 〃Before I am done with them； they will wish they could go down to the river and sell themselves for fishbait。〃 It was the simple truth； but it could be taken in more than one way。 〃Now。 Seat yourself； and tell me everything those three have said and done in the time they were with you。 Everything。〃
Chapter 13
（Flame of Tar Valon）
Punishments
Lying on her narrow bed； Egwene frowned up at the flickering shadows cast on the ceiling by her single lamp。 She wished she could form some plan of action； or reason out what to expect next。 Nothing came。 The shadows had more pattern than her thoughts。 She could hardly even make herself worry about Mat； yet the shame she felt at that was small； crushed by the walls around her。
It was a stark； windowless room； like all those in the novices' quarters； small and square and painted white； with pegs on one wall for hanging her belongings； the bed built against a second； and a tiny shelf on a third； where in other days she had kept a few books borrowed from the Tower library。 A washstand and a three…legged stool pleted the furnishings。 The floorboards were almost white from scrubbing。 She had done that task； on hands and knees； every day she had lived there； in addition to her other chores and lessons。 Novices lived simply； whether they were innkeepers' daughters or the Daughter…Heir of Andor。
She wore the plain white dress of a novice again … even her belt and pouch were white … but she felt no joy at having rid herself of the hated gray。 Her room had bee too much of a prison cell。 What if they mean to keep me here。 In this room。 Like a cell。 Like a collar and。。。
She glanced at the door … the dark Accepted would still be standing guard on the other side； she knew … and rolled close to the white plastered wall。 Just above the mattress was a small hole； almost invisible unless you knew where to look； drilled through into the next room by novices long ago。 Egwene kept her voice to a whisper。
〃Elayne？〃 There was no answer。 〃Elayne？ Are you asleep？〃
〃How could I sleep？〃 came Elayne's reply； a reedy whisper through the hole。 〃I thought we might be in some trouble； but I did not expect this。 Egwene； what are they going to do to us？〃
Egwene had no answer； and her guesses were not of the sort she wanted to voice aloud。 She did not even want to think of them。 〃I actually thought we might be heroes； Elayne。 We brought back the Horn of Valere safely。 We discovered Liandrin is Black Ajah。〃 Her voice skipped on that。 Aes Sedai had always denied the existence of a Black Ajah； an Ajah that served the Dark One； and were known to bee angry with anyone who even suggested it was real。 But we know it's real。 〃We should be heroes； Elayne。〃
〃 'Should and would build no bridges；' 〃 Elayne said。 〃Light； I used to hate it when Mother said that to me； but it's true。 Verin said we mustn't speak of the Horn； or Liandrin； to anyone but her or the Amyrlin Seat。 I do not think any of this will work out the way we thought。 It is not fair。 We've been through so much； you've been through so much。 It just is not fair。〃
〃Verin says。 Moiraine says。 I know why people think Aes Sedai are puppetmasters。 I can almost feel the strings on my arms and legs。 Whatever they do； it will be what they decide is good for the White Tower； not what is good or fair for us。〃
〃But you still want to be Aes Sedai。 Don't you？〃
Egwene hesitated； but there was never any real question as to her answer。 〃Yes；〃 she said。 〃I still do。 It is the only way we will ever be safe。 But I will tell you this。 I'll not let myself be stilled。〃 That was a new thought； voiced as soon as it came to her； but she realized she did not want to take it back。 Give up touching the True Source？ She could sense it there； even now； the glow just over her shoulder； the shining just out of sight。 She resisted the desire to reach out to it。 Give up being filled with the One Power； feeling more alive than I ever have before？ I won't！ 〃Not without a fight。〃
There was a long silence from the other side of the wall。 〃How could you stop it？ You may be as strong as any of them； now； but neither one of us knows enough yet to stop even one Aes Sedai from shielding us from the Source； and there are dozens of them here。〃
Egwene considered。 Finally she said； 〃I