There was a click, and she pushed the lid up, let it fall open. You cannot go back, now. knock at the door . The wax had been impressed with a crescent moon and stars.
Except for a high-backed chair where Verin sat facing the dais, the only furnishings were the heavy, vine-carved chairs of the Elders. They could have been taken prisoner. Rand gave him a sour look, then stuffed the parchments into his pocket on top of Selene's letters. Selene's company was far from burdensome, but near her he could not help thinking things he should not.
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