The Wheel of Time

We're going to Tanchico, tonight.

Ishamael was going to take away my visions. And I chose you instead.

- Don't break like him. - Mom?

Whitecloaks. They arrested Natti Cauthon and her girls.

Perrin Aybara

murdered your father in cold blood.

I've lost a few Warders.

When one of three departs,

who owns that grief?

I keep dreaming about this woman who hurt me.

Then this woman in your dream is alive.

There's a way I could escape my Dark Oaths.

- Cross me now, and I will never forget it. - What are you proposing?

That we call for a vote in the Hall to find Rand al'Thor and cage him.

In the glass columns, you will walk

the footsteps of your blood ancestors.

There's a sa'angreal as strong as Callandor.

For women, the Sakarnen.

In Rhuidean you will find three rings.

Step through any one and you'll see

your future laid before you again and again in variation.

What is that, Moiraine?

What did it feel like to you?

Euphoric.

But what else?

I don't know.

Like hunger or thirst...

...but deeper.

What did you see in the rings?

What did the other chiefs say?

Will they declare Rand as Car'a'carn ?

We only speak to their Wise Ones in the Dream.

They will try to bring their chiefs to Alcair Dal to meet Rand al'Thor.

Some will react as the Shaido did, when he returned from Rhuidean.

Does it surprise you that Sevanna and Couladin rejected him?

He's not one of us.

No thanks to you.

I cannot teach someone unwilling to learn.

"Cannot"?

Cannot.

You will meet Rand al'Thor when he wakes each day

and not leave him until he goes to his blankets at night.

This will be the first step of your training

in what it means to be wise.

He is the Car'a'carn .

There's no fighting it.

That's Cold Rocks Hold.

The seat of the Taardad.

We will stay here until the other chiefs have gathered at Alcair Dal.

I ask leave to enter your hold, roofmistress.

You have my leave, clan chief.

Shade of my heart, you always have my leave.

I give thanks, roofmistress of my heart.

You've met my wife Bair.

Now, meet my wife Lian.

Greatfather!

And my greatdaughter, Alsera.

Are you the Car'a'carn ?

Greatmother says you are.

Whoa.

I am.

Hey!

The time for watching him is through, Egwene Sedai.

We're going to walk the Dream.

Will you join us?

A heavy fragrance, your powdered roses.

It enters the room before you do.

I remember it from your classes when I was a novice.

Hmm.

The most sacred chamber

in the most hallowed institution in the world,

and you make it look like a fisherwoman's hut.

It wasn't easy getting a private audience.

I assume you want to discuss more than my sense of style?

You assume your style doesn't matter, but it does, Mother.

This Tower used to be a shining beacon to the world.

And now?

How many queens and kings have sat in these simple chairs?

Felt your rough carpets beneath their feet?

Not everyone wants to be sick with the smell of roses.

Where is Elayne?

Her brothers are missing her.

She's on a journey of my choosing.

Well protected.

I've already let Queen Morgase know.

Oh.

Your net is coming apart, Mother.

Everyone sees it.

I'm calling for a vote in the Hall.

To cage the Dragon Reborn, as you should have done already.

Well,

let's see where the votes lie.

I presume you have a better handle on it now

than the last time you went against me in the Hall.

Where is Moiraine Sedai?

She's been exiled.

I'm sure she still writes you.

I remember when you were a novice, fawning over her like a lovesick puppy.

That was a long time ago.

People don't change.

Mother, you have fooled many, but I know what you are.

River trash.

Same as the day you walked into this tower as a nine-year-old girl,

barefoot and filthy.

Is there anything else?

The Amyrlin's day is a full one.

No, Mother.

Thank you for your time.

Ready for you tea, sister?

Then maybe you could have a nibble of something sweet.

Is it...

- Hot? - Mmm.

Oh, it's-it's just hot enough.

Or maybe some wine would be more to your liking?

Hmm.

- Verin. - Mother.

Uh, well, the, uh, the numbers are clear.

The Black Ajah work in hearts.

Three sisters in each heart, each with one separate contact in another heart.

This keeps any one sister from being able to reveal them all.

Liandrin was able to connect four hearts.

That would be 12 sisters.

Eleven attacked us that day.

So there's one still here. At least.

I need to know if it's Elaida.

Liandrin left and Elaida arrived within days.

That's one leader gone, the next put in place.

Mother, there is nothing I would like more than to discover the truth,

but we cannot mistake suspicion for certainty.

If she breaks the Three Oaths, that is proof.

Yes, and if she's not Black Ajah, that is a long game.

Joiya and Amico.

If Elaida found out that her sisters were being held in the 13th Depository...

She might go and rescue them.

Or silence them.

Good. Lay the bait.

Hmm.

Do it subtly.

Bring me the truth,

so I can take Elaida's head.

You know, you could just wear one of these Two Rivers sacks.

Another idea.

We could hop a boat.

We could go to one of the cities on the coast.

You love that shop in Ebou Dar.

Ready to leave already?

I thought you had your eye on that baker boy.

I did.

Have you tried the bread?

Whitecloak reinforcements just entered the mountains.

You want the Cauthons? We better go now.

Mmm.

Wetlanders do not share lovers?

Not usually.

That is a lot to ask of one person.

Perhaps too much.

Poor Egwene.

You know, you don't have to talk to me.

At an Aiel meal, it is polite to talk to people to either side of you.

Except for those of us who must instruct instead of sharing the meal, of course.

You don't have to instruct me either.

With your right hand.

Do you like the squash, Rand al'Thor?

Yes.

I grew the squash, Rand al'Thor.

Really?

It's perfect.

Motai?

It's delicious.

Not with the head.

It's gonna bite your throat the whole way down.

Delicious.

Moiraine Sedai?

Would you like one?

I'm finished, thanks.

No, you stay. Stay.

I'm ready.

Then hear me, Egwene.

You must listen.

Remember, and do as you are told.

Above all, you must not enter Tel'aran'rhiod again.

Until Melaine or I says you may.

Can you accept this?

I can accept it.

Good.

Know this.

Anyone can touch Tel'aran'rhiod, but very few can truly enter it.

It is not part of the One Power, though Aes Sedai believe it is.

I cannot channel, yet I dreamwalk as well as Bair.

We will enter the Dream World now.

To do so is to take a risk.

Death in the Dream World means death here, too.

I'm ready.

Lie down.

When the brass pin drops, you will hear it in the Dream as well.

It will bring you back if you lose yourself.

Close your eyes.

Are we...

Yes. This is Tel'aran'rhiod.

It looks the same.