A full two thousand Children of the Light, well mounted, in white tabards and cloaks, armor burnished, with their train of supply wagons, and farriers, and grooms with the strings of remounts. , and a young lad, trying to hide a pretty face behind a yellow beard, who fought with his left hand. From the south came a faint peal of trumpets, a rolling fanfare slowly growing louder, accompanied by the steady thrum-thrum-thrum-thrum of drums. Yarin stuck his head in.
On learning of the Amyrlin Seat's arrival she had meant to tell her of it herself. Rand took it, and stared at the white seal. A tension seemed to go out of him. What do you know? Rand's mouth fell open.
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