Except for the brainless chatter, Selame performed her duties diligently, if with so many flourishes they became a dance of grand gestures and obsequious curtsies. In fact, the former horsethief and poacher kept so close to Elayne that anyone could have been forgiven for thinking he was her Warder, if a rather fat and rumpled one. Don't say anything, she said sharply when he opened his mouth. You have brought the thing that can control Rand al'Thor? She did not even glance at the pitcher of water.
Probably another plea to go. With outrage. Without learning much, I'd say. Golden eyes, staring challenge and defiance.
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