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her hugs so warm, and her ankle neat,

"Will you tell me what is the matter?"

"Who did you hear suggest this game?" the Aielman said quietly, staring straight ahead.

"Did you understand it?" Perrin asked her. She walked along, neither looking at him nor answering, which he took to mean she did not. "I think I might have to find Raen's camp again. It has been a long time since I saw the tiganza. It was . . . interesting."

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Gaul moved in beside Stepper, striding easily. The party was not moving very fast, with nearly half the men walking. He glanced at Ihvon measuringly as usual, before turning to Perrin. "Your injury is well?"

He smiled down at the top of her head. "But I won't have to. You promised to dance this sa'sara for me." Her face went crimson. "Is it anything close to the tiganza? I mean, there is no point, otherwise."

Of all the treasure that waits for me,

"Who did you hear suggest this game?" the Aielman said quietly, staring straight ahead.

her hugs so warm, and her ankle neat,

"Will you tell me what is the matter?"

"Chiad," Gaul muttered. "The woman is Goshien. Goshien I should take her back to Hot Springs as gai'shain." The words sounded angry, but not his odd tone. "Chiad."

The Aiel did not appear until they were a mile north of the Tinker camp, Bain and Chiad looking to Faile before trotting ahead to their usual place. Perrin was not sure what they thought might have happened to her among Tuatha'an.

Her eyes so merry, and her smile so sweet,

"My home is waiting there for me,

"Chiad," Gaul muttered. "The woman is Goshien. Goshien I should take her back to Hot Springs as gai'shain." The words sounded angry, but not his odd tone. "Chiad."

"And on you," he said sadly.

Faile missed a step, then laughed softly and pressed her cheek against his booted calf. "You are too clever for me," she murmured. "One day I will dance it for you, and boil the blood in your veins."

He smiled down at the top of her head. "But I won't have to. You promised to dance this sa'sara for me." Her face went crimson. "Is it anything close to the tiganza? I mean, there is no point, otherwise."

"You muscle-brained oaf" she snapped, glaring up at him. "Men have thrown their hearts and fortunes at the feet of women who danced the sa'sara. If Mother suspected I knew it -" Her teeth clicked shut as though she had said too much, and her head whipped back to face forward; scarlet mortification covered her from her dark hair down to the neck of her dress.

After a while even the thought of Faile dancing - he extrapolated from the Tinker dance; it must be something to top that - could not compete with the pain in his side. Every stride Stepper took was agony. He held himself upright. It seemed to hurt a fraction less, that way. Besides, he did not want to spoil the lift the Tuatha'an had given everyone's spirits. The other men were sitting up straight in their saddles, too, even those who had been hunched over and clinging the day before. And Ban and Dannil and the others walked with heads up. He would not be the first to slump.

Faile missed a step, then laughed softly and pressed her cheek against his booted calf. "You are too clever for me," she murmured. "One day I will dance it for you, and boil the blood in your veins."

Of all the treasure that waits for me,

"Who did you hear suggest this game?" the Aielman said quietly, staring straight ahead.

Her eyes so merry, and her smile so sweet,

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