Did Fain find you, or you him? The sudden change of topic took him by surprise. Ingtar raised his voice again. He can't mean what he's saying. Half the room was stacked to the ceiling with sacks of grain.
You should understand that by now. He noticed the Myrddraal looking at the figures, trembling; and unless he misjudged entirely, its trembling was no longer fear, but hatred. So, Selene said. Only sometimes.
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