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men meddling in the affairs of the world。 Or seven groups。 Or fifty。 The Oaths hold us together； a stated set of beliefs that bind us all； a single thread running through every sister； living or dead； back to the first to lay her hands on the Oath Rod。 They are what make us Aes Sedai； not saidar。 Any wilder can channel。 Men may look at what we say from six sides； but when a sister says； 'This is so；' they know it's true； and they trust。 Because of the Oaths。 Because of the Oaths； no queen fears that sisters will lay waste to her cities。 The worst villain knows he's safe in his life with a sister unless he tries to harm her。 Oh； the Whitecloaks call them lies； and some people have strange ideas about what the Oaths entail； but there are very few places an Aes Sedai cannot go； and be listened to； because of the Oaths。 The Three Oaths are what it is to be Aes Sedai； the heart of being Aes Sedai。 Throw that on the rubbish heap； and we'll be sand washing away in the tide。 Give up？ I will be gaining。〃
Egwene frowned。 〃And the Seanchan？〃 What it was to be Aes Sedai。 Almost from the day she first arrived in Tar Valon； she had worked to be Aes Sedai； but she had never really thought about what it was that made a woman Aes Sedai。
Once more Siuan laughed； though this time it was a touch wry； and weary。 She shook her head； and darkness or no； looked tired。 〃I don't know； Mother。 The Light help me； I don't。 But we survived the Trolloc Wars； and Whitecloaks； and Artur Hawkwing； and everything in between。 We can find a way to deal with these Seanchan。 Without destroying ourselves。〃
Egwene was not so sure。 Many of the sisters in camp thought the Seanchan were such a danger that besieging Elaida should wait。 As if waiting would not cement Elaida on the Amyrlin Seat。 Many others seemed to think that simply uniting the White Tower again； at whatever price； would make the Seanchan vanish。 Survival lost some of its attraction if it was survival on a leash； and Elaida's would not be much less confining than the Seanchan's。 What it was to be Aes Sedai。
〃There's no need to keep Gareth Bryne at arm's length；〃 Siuan said suddenly。 〃The man's a walking tribulation； it's true。 If he doesn't count as penance for my lies； being flayed alive wouldn't do。 One of these days； I'll box his ears every morning and twice at evenings； on general principle； but you can tell him everything。 It would help； if he understood。 He's taking you on trust； and it ties his stomach in knots； wondering whether you know what you're doing。 He doesn't let on； but I see。〃
Suddenly； pieces clicked in Egwene's mind like a blacksmith's puzzle ing undone。 Shocking pieces。 Siuan was in love with the man！ Nothing else made sense。 Everything she knew between them altered。 Not necessarily for the better。 A woman in love often put her brains on the shelf when she was around the man in question。 As she herself was all too well aware。 Where was Gawyn？ Was he well？ Was he warm？ Enough of that。 Too much； in light of what she had to say。 She put on her best Amyrlin's voice； sure and in mand。 〃You can box Lord Bryne's ears or bed him； Siuan； but you will watch yourself with him。 You will not let slip things he mustn't know yet。 Do you understand me？〃
Siuan jerked stiffly erect。 〃I'm not in the habit of letting my tongue flap like a torn sail； Mother；〃 she said heatedly。
〃I'm very glad to hear it； Siuan。〃 Despite their looking only a few years apart； Siuan was old enough to be her mother yet at that moment Egwene felt as though their ages had been reversed。 This might be the first time that Siuan had ever had to manage with a man not as Aes Sedai； but as a woman。 A few years of thinking I loved Rand； Egwene thought wryly； a few months of dangling by my toes for Gawyn； and I know all there is to know。
〃I think we're done here；〃 she went on； slipping an arm through Siuan's。 〃Almost。 e。〃
The walls of the tent had seemed little protection； yet stepping outside brought a renewed assault by winter's teeth。 The moonlight was almost bright enough to read by； reflected off the snow； but that glow seemed cold。 Bryne had vanished as if he had never been。 Leane appeared long enough to say she had seen no one； her slimness swallowed in layers of wool； then hurried off into the night looking about her。 No one knew of any connection between Leane and Egwene； and everyone thought Leane and Siuan were practically at daggers' points。
Gathering her cloak as best she could one…handed； Egwene focused on ignoring the icy chill as she and Siuan walked in the opposite direction from Leane。 Ignoring the chill； and keeping an eye out for anyone who happened to be out。 Not that anyone who was outside now was likely to be there by happenstance。
〃Lord Bryne was right；〃 she told Siuan； 〃about it being better if Pelivar and Arathelle believed those stories。 Or at least if they were uncertain。 Too uncertain to fight； or do anything except talk。 Do you think they would wele a visit from Aes Sedai？ Siuan； are you listening to me？〃
Siuan gave a start； and stopped staring into the distance ahead of them。 She had been walking ahead without missing a step； but now she slipped and nearly sat down in the frozen path； barely regaining her balance in time to keep from pulling Egwene down。 〃Yes； Mother。 Of course I'm listening。 They might not be exactly weling； but I doubt they'll turn sisters away。〃
〃Then I want you to wake Beonin； Anaiya； and Myrelle。 They are to ride north inside the hour。 If Lord Bryne expects a reply as soon as tomorrow evening； time is short。〃 A pity she had not found out exactly where this other army was located； but asking Bryne might have roused suspicion。 Finding it should not be too hard for Warders； and those three sisters had five between them。
Siuan listened in silence to her instructions。 Not only those three were to be rooted out of their sleep。 e dawn； Sheriam and Carlinya； Morvrin and Nisao would all know what to say over breakfast。 Seeds had to be planted； seeds that could not have been placed earlier for fear of them sprouting too soon； but now they had all too little time to grow。
〃It will be a pleasure to haul them out of their blankets；〃 Siuan said when she was done。 〃If I have to tramp around in this。。。 〃 Releasing Egwene's arm； she started to turn away； then stopped； her face serious； even grim。 〃I know you want to be a second Gerra Kishar … or maybe Sereille Bagand。 You have it in you to match either。 But be careful you don't turn out to be another Shein Chunla。 Good night； Mother。 Sleep well。〃
Egwene stood watching her go； a cloak…shrouded figure sometimes skidding on the path and muttering angrily almost loud enough to make out。 Gerra and Sereille were remembered as among the greatest Amyrlins。 Both had raised the influence and prestige of the White Tower to levels seldom equaled since before Artur Hawkwing。 Both controlled the Tower itself； too； Gerra by skillfully playing one faction in the Hall against another； Sereille by the sheer force of her will。 Shein Chunla was another matter； one who had squandered the power of the Amyrlin Seat； alienating most of the sisters in the Tower。 The world believed that Shein had died in office； close on four hundred years ago； but the deeply hidden truth was that she had been deposed and sent into exile for life。 Even the secret histories treaded lightly in certain areas； yet it was fairly obvious that； after the fourth plot to restore her to the Amyrlin Seat was uncovered； the sisters guarding Shein had smothered her in her sleep with a pillow。 Egwene shivered； and told herself it was the cold。
Turning； she began making her slow way back to her tent alone。 Sleep well？ The fat moon hung low in the sky； and there were hours yet till sunrise； but she was not sure she was going to be able to sleep at all。
Chapter 16
（Flame of Tar Valon）
Unexpected Absences
Before the sun made a rim on the horizon the next morning； Egwene convened the Hall of the Tower。 In Tar Valon； that would have been acpanied by considerable ceremony； and even since leaving Salidar they had held to some despite the difficult