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hunt the Black Ajah, after all, and believed in her quarry as many sisters did not.

She had laid hands on another sister, on a Sitter, had helped bundle Talene along

deserted basement hallways wrapped in flows of Air, had broken a dozen Tower laws,

committed serious crimes, all to hear an answer she had been nearly certain of

before the question was asked. Now she had heard. The Black Ajah really did exist.

She was staring at a Black sister, a Darkfriend who wore the shawl. And believing

turned out to be a pale shadow of confronting. Only her jaw clenched near to

cramping kept her teeth from chattering, She struggled to compose herself, to think

rationally. But nightmares were awake and walking the Tower.

Someone exhaled heavily, and Seaine realized she was not the only one who found her

world turned upside down, Yukiri gave herself a shake, then fixed her eyes on Talene

as though determined to hold the shield on her by willpower if need be, Doesine was

licking her lips, and smoothing her dark golden skirts uncertainly. Only Saerin and

Pevara appeared at ease.

"So," Saerin said softly. Perhaps "faintly" was a better word. "So. Black Ajah." She

drew a deep breath, and her tone became brisk. "There's no more need for that,

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Yukiri, Talene, you won't try to escape, or resist in any way. You won't so much as

touch the Source without permission from one of us. Though I suppose someone else

will take this forward once we hand you over. Yukiri?" The shield on Talene

dissipated, but the glow remained around Yukiri, as if she did not trust the effect

of the Rod on a Black sister.

Pevara frowned. "Before we give her to Elaida, Saerin, I want to dig out as much as

we can. Names, places, anything. Everything she knows!" Darkfriends had killed