Alviarin did not even blink at the violation of Tower law. Also they brought me the servant who put poison in the spiced wine Lord Maringil liked to drink at bedtime. Unthinkingly—his head was spinning too much to think clearly—he fell in behind her. The door opened before Birgitte could lift the latch.
Most of the Maidens followed Berelain, apparently deciding there was to be no killing, but Riallin and two others remained before the door, still veiled. Riots360A CROWN OF SWORDSwould be easy to start, a purge for all this filth. Pieces of the puzzle suddenly clicked into place, yet it still would not come apart for her. She might be just eighteen and well short of a true Amyrlin's grandeur, but she was no fool.
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