The sniffer glanced at the invitations, curling blackly in the fire, and winced. Two coppers to see the Aes Sedai. After staring at the tree, Loial put his hands on a trunk and began to sing in a deep, soft rumble. It was her turn to hesitate, and she looked at him almost pleading.
Rand flinched when her gaze crossed him; he felt as if he had been touched. Of Min and Egwene, there was no sign. Aes Sedai? No. A chime sounded, a single, shivering note that came from everywhere at once and cut off all other sounds like a knife.
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