The palace was not large, with only two slim spires and a single pear-shaped dome banded in red, but Ebou Dari palaces always gave the ground floor to servants and kitchens and the like. Ripping the knife around so he held it properly, pointed slanted up, he noticed the gleaming blade, and his heart sank. Without a thought, his free hand rose, and balefire shot upward, a bar of liquid white fire slicing across the wave sinking toward them. It was as clear a dismissal as could be, short of holding the door open.
With a sigh, the man murmured a benison in return and asked Mat's name, pushed open a small door in one of the larger and ushered him into He did not seem aware of her at all. It was a stupid law, but she had not yet found a way around it. Aiel did not ride, not unless it was absolutely necessary anyway, and they considered it rude for anyone to face them from horseback.
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