The only man, surrounded by a wall of women who apparently intended to let him beat his head against that wall till his brains were scrambled. These men do not actually acknowledge the name—nor do any others, in fact—but they wear a strip of red cloth wound around the forehead with a disc, half black and half white, above the brows. Idrien Tarsin was the head of the school he had founded here in Cairhien, a woman so practical he was not sure she believed in the One Power since she could neither see nor touch it. Sea Folk women had very strange customs when it came to men, according to what she had read, dancing
Nynaeve looked at Elayne; Elayne looked at Nynaeve. To talk to. His name is Padan Fain, and there are one hundred thousand golden crowns on his head. She was a queen out of patience.
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