Through the ringing in his ears, Rand heard shouts from the Illuminators in the building. His saddlebags lay inside, still protected from the fire, one side bulging with the banner of Lews Therin Telamon, the wooden flute case beside them. This man had the Tree and Crown large on the chest of his green coat. That will do for you.
And men cried out to the Creator, praying, O Light of the Heavens, Light of the World, let the Promised One I know the paths to greater power. Not Egwene the damane; Egwene al'Vere of Emond's Field. He settled himself on the mound beside the steps, the book small in his hands, and fixed his eyes on the pages.
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