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"Care must be taken," Ferane added. "The division must be mended. "
"The rebellion was against Elaida," Adelorna said. "If she is no longer Amyrlin, then what is there to rebel against?"
"So we abandon her?" Jesse asked.
"She deserves it," Adelorna said. "She said time and time again that Seanchan were no threat. Well, now she is paying for her foolishness firsthand. "
"Elaida is beyond rescue," Ferane added. "The Hall has already discussed this. The Amyrlin is buried somewhere in a mass of Seanchan captives, and we have neither the resources nor the information for a rescue. "
Not to mention our total lack of desire, Jesse added to herself. Many of the Sitters who had brought those points before the Hall were ones who had been sent to penance by Elaida. Jesse wasnt one of those, but she did agree that Elaida had earned her reward, if only for the way she had driven the Ajahs to one anothers throats.
"Then we need a replacement," Serancha said. "But who?"
"It has to be someone strong," Suana said. "But someone cautious, unlike Elaida. Someone whom the sisters can rally around. "
"What about Saerin Asnobar?" Jesse asked. "She has shown uncanny wisdom of late, and she is well liked. "
"Of course youd choose a Brown," Adelorna said.
"And why not?" Jesse said, taken aback. "You all heard, I think, how well she did assuming command during the attack last night?"
"Seaine Herimon led her own pocket of resistance," Ferane said. "I should think this would be a time for a woman to lead who is of an unemotional temperament. Someone who can provide rational guidance. "
"Nonsense," Suana said. "Whites are too emotionless; we dont want to alienate sisters, we want to bring them together. Heal them! Why, a Yellow—"
"Youre all forgetting something," Serancha interjected. "What is needed now? A reconciliation. The Gray Ajah is the one that has spent centuries practicing the art of negotiation. Who better to deal with a divided Tower, and the Dragon Reborn himself?"
Adelorna gripped the armrests of her chair and straightened her back. The others were growing tense as well. As Adelorna opened her mouth to speak, Jesse cut her off.
"Enough!" she interjected. "Are we just going to squabble as the Hall has been doing all morning? Each Ajah offering its own members, and the others summarily rejecting them?"
The room fell silent again. It was true; the Hall had been in session for hours and had only just gone into a short recess. No one Ajah was close to getting enough support for one of its candidates. The Sitters would not stand for anyone not of their own Ajah; there was too much animosity between them. Light, but this was a mess!
"Ideally, it should be one of us five," Ferane said. "That makes sense. "
The five looked at each other, and Jesse could read their answers to that in their eyes. They were the Ajah heads, the most powerful women in the world. Right now, they were balanced in power, and while they trusted each other more than most, there was no way any of them would allow the elevation of another Ajah head to the Amyrlin Seat. It would give the woman far too much power. After the failure of their plan, trust was wearing very thin.
"If we dont decide soon," Suana noted, "the Hall may take the decision from us. "
"Bah. " Adelorna waved a hand. "Theyre so divided they cant agree on what color the sky is. The Sitters have no idea what theyre doing. "
"At least some of us didnt choose Sitters who were years too young to be placed in the Hall," Ferane said.
"Oh?" Adelorna said. "And you got around that how, Ferane? By choosing yourself as a Sitter?"
Feranes eyes widened with rage. It was not a good idea to rile that womans temper.
"We all made mistakes," Jesse said quickly. "Many sisters we chose were odd. We wanted women who would do exactly as we said, but instead we got a group of squabbling brats with inflated opinions of themselves, too immature for more temperate minds to influence. "
Adelorna and Ferane made a point of not looking at each other.
"This still leaves us with a problem," Suana said. "We need an Amyrlin. Healing must begin quickly, whatever the cost. "
Serancha shook her head. "I honestly cant think of a single woman that a sufficient number of Sitters would support. "
"I can," Adelorna said softly. "She was mentioned in the Hall several times today. You know of whom I speak. She is young, and her circumstances are unusual, but everything is unusual at the moment. "
"I dont know," Suana said, frowning. "She was mentioned, yes, but by those whose motives I dont trust. "
"Saerin seems quite taken with her," Jesse admitted.
"Shes too young," Serancha said. "Werent we just berating ourselves for choosing Sitters who lacked the necessary experience?"
"She is young, yes," Ferane noted, "but you have to admit, theres a certain . . . flair to her. I hardly think that anyone in the Tower stood up to Elaida as effectively as she. And while in such a position as she was, no less!"
"Youve heard the reports of her actions during the attack," Adelorna said. "I can confirm that they are true. I was there with her for most of it. "
Jesse started at this. She hadnt realized that Adelorna had been on the twenty-second level during the fighting. "Surely some of what was said is exaggeration. "
Adelorna shook her head grimly. "No. It isnt. It sounds incredible . . . but it . . . well, it happened. All of it. "
"The novices all but worship her," Ferane said. "If the Sitters will not stand for someone of another Ajah, what of a woman who never picked an Ajah? A woman who has some experience—however unjustified—in holding the very position we are discussing?"
Jesse found herself nodding. But how had the young rebel gained such respect from Ferane and Adelorna?
"I am uncertain," Suana said. "It seems like another rash decision. "
"Didnt you yourself say that we had to heal the Tower, no matter what the cost?" Adelorna asked. "Can you honestly think of a better way to bring the rebels back to us?" She turned to Serancha. "What is the best method of appeasing an offended party? Would it not be to give some ground to them, acknowledge what they have done right?"
"She has a point," Suana admitted. She grimaced, then downed the rest of her tea in one gulp. "Light, but shes right, Serancha. We have to do it. "
The Gray looked at each of them in turn. "You arent foolish enough to assume this woman will be led by the nose, are you? I wont stand for this if were simply trying to create another puppet. That plan failed. It failed miserably. "
"I doubt well find ourselves in that situation again," Ferane said, smiling faintly. "This one . . . is not the type to be bullied. Just look at how she dealt with Elaidas restrictions. "
"Yes," Jesse found herself saying, to her own surprise. "Sisters, if we agree to this, it will end our dream of ruling from the shadows. For better or worse, well be setting up an Amyrlin of strength. "
"I, for one," Adelorna said, "think thats a splendid idea. Its been too long. "
One by one, the others agreed.
Siuan stood, unmoving, beneath the boughs of a small oak. The tree had been engulfed by the camp, and its shade had become a favored location for Accepted and novices taking lunches. There were none doing so at the moment; the sisters, showing remarkably good judgment this time, had set them tasks to keep them from congregating around the tent where the Hall was meeting.
And so Siuan stood alone, watching as Sheriam pulled the flaps to the large pavilion closed. She was able to attend now that Egwene was back. It was easy to sense when the ward against eavesdropping was woven, Sealing the meeting to the Flame and excluding prying ears.
A hand fell on Siuans shoulder. She didnt jump; shed sensed Bryne approaching. The general walked with stealth, although there was no need. He was going to make an excellent Warder.
He stepped up beside
her, hand still comfortably on her shoulder, and she allowed herself the luxury of taking just a small step closer to him. His height and sturdiness felt good beside her. Like knowing that though the sky stormed and the sea raged, your hull was caulked and your sail crafted of the strongest cloth.
"What do you think she will tell them?" Bryne asked, his voice subdued.
"I honestly have no idea. She could call for my stilling, I suppose. "
"I doubt that she will," Bryne asked. "She is not the vengeful type. Besides, she knows that you did what you felt you had to. For her own good. "
Siuan grimaced. "Nobody likes being disobeyed, least of all the Amyrlin. I will pay for last night, Bryne. Youre right that it probably wont be in a public way, but I worry that Ive lost the girls trust. "
"And was it worth the cost?"
"Yes," Siuan said. "She didnt reali2e how close this band was to slipping away from her. And we couldnt know that shed be safe within the Tower during the attack. If theres one thing my time in the White Tower taught me, its that there is a time for gathering and planning, but one also has to act. You cant always wait for certainty. "
She could feel Brynes smile through the bond. Light, but it was good to have a Warder again. She hadnt realized how much shed missed that comforting knot of emotions in the back of her mind. That stability. Men thought differently from women, and things she found complicated and baffling, Bryne saw as straightforward and simple. Make your decision and go. There was a helpful clarity to his way of reasoning. Not that he was simple—just less inclined to regret decisions hed already made.
"And what of the other costs?" Bryne added.
She could feel his hesitation, his worry. She turned to him, smiling in amusement. "Youre a fool, Gareth Bryne. "
He frowned.
"Bonding you was never a cost," she said. "Whatever else happens because of this fiasco, that aspect of the nights events were pure profit on my part. "
He chuckled. "Well, Ill have to make extra certain that my second^ demand is more unreasonable, then. "
Fish guts, Siuan thought. Shed almost forgotten about that. Burning unlikely that Bryne would, though. "And when, precisely, are you going to make this unreasonable demand of me?"
He didnt respond immediately, instead looking down at her, rubbing his chin. "You know," he said, "I think I actually understand you now, Siuan Sanche. You are a woman of honor. Its just that nobody elses requirements of you can ever be more harsh or more demanding than your own requirements of yourself. You owe such a self-imposed debt to your own sense of duty that I doubt any mortal being could pay it back. "
"You make me sound centered on myself," she said.
"At least Im not comparing you to a boar again. "
"So you do think Im self-centered!" she said. Burn him! He could probably sense that she was actually bothered by his statement, rather than making argument for the sake of it. Burn him again!
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