When Aeldene reclaimed the Blue eyes-and-ears, others had begun thinking that the Blue should not have the Amyrlin's as well. What are you going to do? Quick enough, with the knife already at his throat? That was the question. Burn me, Nalesean muttered. And the Great Lord, of course, but me above all save him.
Not open agreement, not with any acknowledgment that Alviarin bore a shred more influence or power than a Keeper should, but if Alviarin opposed. Nalesean brightened and began rubbing his hands together. You dropped me into this, she groaned aloud at last. I don't intend to stand here all day arguing.
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