Alanna gazed at the ground, resigned, almost sullen. Morgase drew in on herself at the sight of Omerna, so small a motion most men would not have noticed. For his mother, dead by the man's doing; Egwene denied it, but she had no proof. She eyed the folded sheet of paper Halima laid on her table much as she would a poisonous snake.
Merilille took a deep breath, absorbing herself for a moment in straightening her skirts. They were colorful for Cairhienin soldiers, ten men with the Rising Sun in gold on their dark breastplates and scarves in House Saigh-an's colors tied below the heads of their halberds. You might have thought the city would be hip-deep in panic with all the •tales floating around, but the fact was, even those who told a tale usually only half-believed it. The wrong ear hearing of it might mean death, and disaster for the whole Tower.
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