The armorer's forge, with all the fires banked, the anvils silent. He stared at Ba'alzamon in puzzlement, but then fires flared again behind the mask, and he took the excuse of a bow to pull his eyes away. Sit down, Verin, and tell us what you know and how you found it out. The collared woman wore plain dark gray and stood with her hands folded and her eyes on the planks under her feet.
There are supposed to be a good many of these Stones, scattered all over the world, or there were, once, but I never heard of anyone finding one. I don't see why you can't stay here and get married. You certainly aren't learning anything standing there. How do you know your precious Horn is even in this world? Come with me, Rand.
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