ants chosen for her without any say; and then there was the fact that she had yet another, if one who received not a copper. He leaned back against the wall with a foot propped, lips moving silently, arms folded, apparently watching the Aes Sedai. Talk to your friend, child, the Anan woman told Nynaeve impatiently. Don't you re-, member talking with Birgitte? Could you not be so loud? he whispered, closing his eyes.
The True Power was denied her, of course—that could be drawn only with the Great Lord's blessing—but the Source tantalized, though the glow just beyond sight seemed somehow odd. It won't be the last time, Egwene told her. Not a light showed, there or anywhere in the Fortress. A vertical silver slash appeared off to one side, but before her gateway began to align, she let go the weave, slowly, the streak shrinking to a point before winking out.
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