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Mat was in one of the narrow beds that lined the walls. There was even a flower growing in a pot on the windowsill. Egwene watched the liveried maid folding her dresses into a leathercovered travel chest, still a little uncomfor I don't think Min would escape from something like this.

You don't know what they can do to you. They do things they think will help them, or hurt an enemy, or both. She walked slowly, as if there were no hope of escape, a cruel smile growing with every step. She let saidar go, anyway; she was beginning to feel decidedly ill.