rj.acrownofswords-第6章
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nsense of the Dragon Reborn was wetlander foolishness … there would be a new way of naming clan chiefs； and sept chiefs as well。 Perhaps even the heads of the warrior societies。 Rand al'Thor would name them。 Pointing where she told him； of course。 And that would be only the beginning。 The wetlander notion of handing down rank to your children； and their children； for instance。
The wind swept higher for a moment； blowing south。 It would cover the sound of the wetlanders' horses and wagons。
She shifted her shawl again； then suppressed a grimace。 At all costs she must not appear nervous。 A glance to the right stilled worry as soon as begun。 Over two hundred Shaido Wise Ones clustered there； and normally at least some would be watching her like vultures； but their eyes were all on the rise。 More than one adjusted her shawl uneasily or smoothed bulky skirts。 Sevanna's lip curled。 Sweat beaded on some of those faces。 Sweat！ Where was their honor that they showed nerves before every gaze？
Everyone stiffened slightly as a young Sovin Nai appeared above them； lowering his veil as he scrambled down。 He came straight to her； as was proper； but to her irritation he raised his voice enough for all to hear。 〃One of their forward scouts escaped。 He was wounded； but still on his horse。〃
The society leaders began to move before he finished speaking。 That would never do。 They would lead in the actual fighting … Sevanna had never more than held a spear in her life … but she would not let them forget for a moment who she was。 〃Throw every last spear against them；〃 she ordered loudly； 〃before they can ready themselves。〃 They rounded on her as one。
〃Every spear？〃 Bendhuin demanded incredulously。 〃You mean except for the screens … 〃
Glowering； Maeric spoke right on top of him。 〃If we keep no reserve； we can be … 〃
Sevanna cut them both off。 〃Every spear！ These are Aes Sedai we dance with。 We must overwhelm them immediately！〃 Efalin and most of the others schooled their faces to stillness； but Bendhuin and Maeric frowned； ready to argue。 Fools。 They faced a few dozen Aes Sedai； a few hundred wetlander soldiers； yet with the more than forty thousand algai'd'siswai they had insisted on； they still wanted their screens of scouts and their spears in reserve as if they faced other Aiel or a wetlander army。 〃I speak as the clan chief of the Shaido。〃 She should not have to say that； but a reminder could do no harm。 〃They are a handful。〃 She weighted every word with contempt now。 〃They can be run down if the spears move quickly。 You were ready to avenge Desaine this sunrise。 Do I smell fear now？ Fear of a few wetlanders？ Has honor gone from the Shaido？〃
That turned their faces to stone； as intended。 Even Efalin showed eyes like polished gray gems as she veiled； her fingers moved in Maiden handtalk； and as the society leaders sprinted up the rise； the Maidens around Sevanna followed。 That was not what she had intended； but at least the spears were moving。 Even from the bottom of the fold she could see what had seemed bare ground disgorging cadin'sor…clad figures； all hurrying south with the long strides that could run down horses。 There was no time to waste。 With a thought to have words with Efalin later； Sevanna turned to the Wise Ones。
Chosen from the strongest of the Shaido Wise Ones who could wield the One Power； they were six or seven for every Aes Sedai around Rand al'Thor； yet Sevanna saw doubt。 They tried to hide it behind stony faces； but it was there； in shifting eyes； in tongues wetting lips。 Many traditions fell today； traditions old and strong as law。 Wise Ones did not take part in battles。 Wise Ones kept far from Aes Sedai。 They knew the ancient tales； that the Aiel had been sent to the Three…fold Land for failing the Aes Sedai； that they would be destroyed if ever they failed them again。 They had heard the stories； what Rand al'Thor had claimed before all； that as part of their service to the Aes Sedai； the Aiel had sworn to do no violence。
Once Sevanna had been sure those stories were lies； but of late she believed the Wise Ones knew them for truth。 None had told her so； of course。 It did not matter。 She herself had never made the two journeys to Rhuidean required to bee a Wise One； but the others had accepted her； however reluctant some had been。 Now they had no choice but to go on accepting。 Useless traditions would be carved into new。
〃Aes Sedai；〃 she said softly。 They leaned toward her in a muted clatter of bracelets and necklaces； to catch her low words。 〃They hold Rand al'Thor； the Car'a'carn。 We must take him from them。〃 There were scattered frowns。 Most believed she wanted the Car'a'carn taken alive in order to avenge the death of Couladin； her second husband。 They understood that； but they would not have e here for it。 〃Aes Sedai；〃 she hissed angrily。 〃We kept our pledge； but they broke theirs。 We violated nothing； but they have violated everything。 You know how Desaine was murdered。〃 And of course they did。 The eyes watching her were suddenly sharper。 Killing a Wise One ranked with killing a pregnant woman； a child or a blacksmith。 Some of those eyes were very sharp。 Therava's； Rhiale's； others'。 〃If we allow these women to walk away from that； then we are less than animals； we will have no honor。 I hold my honor。〃
On that she gathered her skirts with dignity and climbed the slope； head high； not looking back。 She was certain the others would follow。 Therava and Norlea and Dailin would see to that； and Rhiale and Tion and Meira and the rest who had acpanied her a few days past to see Rand al'Thor beaten and。 put back into his wooden chest by the Aes Sedai。 Her reminder had been for those thirteen even more than the others； and they dared not fail her。 The truth of how Desaine had died tied them to her。
Wise Ones with their skirts looped over their arms to free their legs could not keep up with the algai'd'siswai in cadin'sor however hard they ran； though race they did。 Five miles across those low rolling hills； not a long run； and they topped a crest to see the dance of spears already begun。 After a fashion。
Thousands of algai'd'siswai made a huge pool of veiled gray…and…brown surging around a circle of wetlander wagons； which itself surrounded one of the small clumps of trees that dotted this region。 Sevanna drew an angry breath。 The Aes Sedai had even had time to bring all of their horses inside。 The spears encircled the wagons； pressed in on them； showered arrows toward them； but those at the front seemed to push against an invisible wall。 At first the arrows that arched highest passed over this wall； but then they too began striking something unseen and bouncing back。 A low murmur rose among the Wise Ones。
〃You see what the Aes Sedai do？〃 Sevanna demanded； as though she also could see the One Power being woven。 She wanted to sneer； the Aes Sedai were fools； with their vaunted Three Oaths。 When they finally decided they must use the Power as a weapon instead of just to make barriers； it would be too late。 Provided the Wise Ones did not stand too long staring。 Somewhere in those wagons was Rand al'Thor； perhaps still doubled into a chest like a bolt of silk。 Waiting for her to pick him up。 If the Aes Sedai could hold him； then she could； with the Wise Ones。 And a promise。 〃Therava； take your half to the west now。 Be ready to strike when I do。 For Desaine； and the toh the Aes Sedai owe us。 We will make them meet toh as no one ever has before。〃
It was a foolish boast to speak of making someone meet an obligation they had not acknowledged； yet in the angry mutters from the other women； Sevanna heard other furious promises to make the Aes Sedai meet toh。 Only those who had killed Desaine on Sevanna's orders stood silent。 Therava's narrow lips tightened slightly； but finally she said； 〃It will be as you say； Sevanna。〃
At an easy lope； Sevanna led her half of the Wise Ones to the east side of the battle； if it could be called that yet。 She had wanted to remain on a rise where she could have a good view … that was how a clan chief or battle leader directed the dance of spears … but in this one thing she found no support even from
