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\parIn January 1977, Cathleen Jordan, then my editor at Doubleday, suggested I do an important book \endash a Foundation novel, perhaps. \par Where's the warlord now? \par He isn't, said Randu, with a shrug. The memories of men still took time to gel, to pass through whatever gatekeepers filtered noise from signal—and a judicio Come take him then, said Tormund, but best come with sword in hand, forthat's where you'll find mine.

A flight of arrows answered him. Yet youinsist on surrounding yourself with men you do not know, like this puffed-upeunuch and the world's oldest squire. or Weasel, or Arry, depending on who you asked. Aerys would want a young man to take his place, sowhy not a roaring lion in place of a sleepy one? Father will never consent, Jaime objected.