The man was not skinny, yet he moved in a hesitant, creeping way, hands folded at his waist, that made him seem so. If he could refuse. She had a way of slashing someone to tatters without letting her tone heat that Nynaeve admired. Wat, the only possible effect of being ta'veren he had seen was that the tavernkeeper brewed a fresh pot of tea.
Instead, she stood staring at the four Acs Sedai, chewing her underlip. He knew every face as well as his own, and every name but one. Chiad was one of the Maidens with Sulin, a tall woman with dark reddish hair and gray eyes. None of the other Aes Sedai showed any signs of giving way to emotion, and Merilille certainly was of sterner stuff.
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