She seemed to be a well-known woman, hailed by shopkeepers and craftsmen and other innkeepers standing hi their doorways. She said you should not kiss a man too casually because men fell in love so easily. Not his pain, in side or foot. Lord Bryne, she said, patting (he gelding's neck, that isn't so, believe me.
He had to, for her own good. They seemed to be arguing. She pitched her voice high and finicky, not at all like Aviendha's, but the mood fit. Everything about it spoke of difference, but in one thing, Rand knew, the Atha'an Miere had to be like everyone else.
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