By Robert Jordan
Rand al'Thor a libéré l'Andor de l'emprise de Rahvin. Au Cairhien, en principe aux mains de Rand, les complots fleurissent pour obtenir le Trône du Soleil que Rand destine à sa légitime héritière Elayne, fille de Morgase. Sur quels alliés compter, à half ses amis d'enfance, Perrin et Mat, et Egwene ? Un piège se referme peu à peu sur Rand. Pour empêcher qu'il soit livré à l. a. travel, Perrin et ses amis, Rhuarc et les Aiels, Loial, Dobraine et les compagnons des Deux Rivières arriveront-ils à temps ?
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Taniel asked. “Yes. ” Taniel asked. “Most of the company. ” Taniel let out a sigh of relief. Milgi went on. “I was looking for you when these three caught me unawares. ” The girl found one of the soldier’s powder horns. She popped it open, checking the powder, then resealed it and tossed it to Taniel. Taniel caught it with one hand. ” 30 “I can,” Milgi said. “Excellent. ” Taniel took the best of the three muskets and fixed the bayonet. He preferred rifles—they were more accurate at the range that made powder mages so deadly, and the straighter he shot, the less work he had to do to float the bullet.
He thought of Dina, and the look of surprise on her face as Privileged fire cut her in half. He thought of Dina’s husband and children, who would never even see her body. And he could never forget that it had been a Kez Privileged who, long ago, had presented his family with his mother’s head in a box. The crack of the musket startled him, as he had barely felt his finger pull the trigger. An expanding cloud of black smoke rose overhead, filling his nostrils with sulfur. He counted silently, burning the extra powder in his powder horn to keep the bullet floating far longer than any regular musket ball.
She has no fear,” Milgi said. ” 33 Ka-poel narrowed her eyes at Milgi, and the man took half a step back. “I don’t have time for fear right now,” Taniel said. ” He could have sworn that Ka-poel’s green eyes twinkled at that. “I need to come out of the swamp either north or south of Gladeside. ” Ka-poel listened, her brow furrowed, then gave a short nod. She led them back the way they had come, leaving Milgi behind. The water was still, the day windless, and Taniel spoke to try and forget the pain in his side.