I took three steps and was wrapped in his arms, where I belonged. No confusion here. No worries here. No troubles here.

No," I said. "I'm not safe, Belen. Who is going to tear Kerrick's arm off if he hits me again? Come on," I urged. "Stay with us".

Rand rubbed his hands over his face. His anger had dissipated. “I’m sorry, Yelena. I was backed into a corner and I couldn’t get out without hurting someone.

I'm glad you're here. We've had some...interesting developments." Leif groaned. "That's Yelena-speak for life-threatening danger.

Trella! You’re here,” he said with glee. “Even though I’m not as smart as you, I do know where I am.

To Yelena, our newest food taster. May you last longer than your predecessor.

If you put enough sheep together you have a herd- a force to be reckoned with.