But he heard a hundred names when he looked at each face, some so different he did not recognize them as names at all, though he knew they were. The Amyrlin Seat looked him straight in the eye and said, Because you are the Dragon Reborn. The others were streaming after Mat; Perrin only gave Rand one pained look before he went. This would do better for a turn in some lord's park than a ride to Toman Head, Nynaeve had said dryly as Egwene helped her with the buttons
We'll find our way back soon, Rand said, trying to sound confident. He took a mug of brown ale from a serving girl and drew a long swallow. You're thinking like old Cenn Buie telling his tall tales back home, in the Winespring Inn. We may never finish our history.
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