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Pevara's entire family, and Seaine was sure she would go into exile ready to hunt

down every last Black sister personally.

Still huddled on the Chair, Talene made a sound, half bitter laugh, half weeping.

"When you do that, we are all dead. Dead! Elaida is Black Ajah!"

"That's impossible." Seaine burst out. "Elaida gave me the order herself."

"She must be," Doesine half whispered. "Talene's sworn the oaths again; she just

named her!" Yukiri nodded vehemently.

"Use your heads," Pevara growled, shaking her own in disgust. "You know as well as I

do if you believe a lie, you can say it for truth."

"And that is truth," Saerin said firmly, "What proof do you have, Talene? Have you

seen Elaida at your... meetings?" She gripped her knife hilt so hard that her

knuckles paled. Saerin had had to fight harder than most for the shawl, for the

right to remain in the Tower at all, To her, the Tower was more than home, more

important than her own life. If Talene gave the wrong answer, Elaida might not live

to face trial.

"They don't have meetings," Talene muttered sullenly.

"Except the Supreme Council, I suppose. But she must be. They know every report she

receives, even the secret ones, every word spoken to her. They know every decision

she makes before it's announced. Days before; sometimes weeks. How else, unless she

tells them?" Sitting up with an effort, she tried to fix them each in turn with an

intent stare. It only made her eyes seem to dart anxiously. "We have to run; we have

to find a place to hide. I'll help you - tell you everything I know! - but they'll

kill us unless we run."

Strange, Saerin thought, how quickly Talene had made her Former cronies "they" and

tried to identify herself with the rest of them. No. She was avoiding the real
problem, and avoidance was witless. Had Elaida really set her to dig out the Black