th the rest of what we could not kill。〃
〃At least you're alive； Ingtar。 That Fade killed seven men！〃
〃Alive？ Is that so important？〃 Suddenly Ingtar's face was no longer angry； but tired and full of pain。 〃We had it in our hands。 In our hands！ And we lost it； Rand。 Lost it！〃 He sounded as if he could not believe what he was saying。
〃Lost what？〃 Rand asked。
〃The Horn！ The Horn of Valere。 It's gone； chest and all。〃
〃But it was in the strongroom。〃
〃The strongroom was looted；〃 Ingtar said wearily。 〃They did not take much； except for the Horn。 What they could stuff in their pockets。 I wish they had taken everything else and left that。 Ronan is dead； and the watchmen he had guarding the strongroom。〃 His voice became quiet。 〃When I was a boy； Ronan held Jehaan Tower with twenty men against a thousand Trollocs。 He did not go down easily； though。 The old man had blood on his dagger。 No man can ask more than that。〃 He was silent for a moment。 〃They came in through the Dog Gate； and left the same way。 We put an end to fifty or more； but too many escaped。 Trollocs！ We've never before had Trollocs inside the keep。 Never！〃
〃How could they get in through the Dog Gate； Ingtar？ One man could stop a hundred there。 And all the gates were barred。〃 He shifted uneasily； remembering why。 〃The guards would not have opened it to let anybody in。〃
〃Their throats were cut；〃 Ingtar said。 〃Both good men； and yet they were butchered like pigs。 It was done from inside。 Someone killed them； then opened the gate。 Someone who could get close to them without suspicion。 Someone they knew。〃
Rand looked at the empty cell where Padan Fain had been。 〃But that means 。。。〃
〃Yes。 There are Darkfriends inside Fal Dara。 Or were。 We will soon know if that's the case。 Kajin is checking now to see if anyone is missing。 Peace！ Treachery in Fal Dara keep！〃 Scowling； he looked around the dungeon； at the men waiting for him。 They all had swords； worn over feastday clothes； and some had helmets。 〃We aren't doing any good here。 Out！ Everyone！〃 Rand joined the withdrawal。 Ingtar tapped Rand's jerkin。 〃What is this？ Have you decided to bee a stableman？〃
〃It's a long story；〃 Rand said。 〃Too long to tell here。 Maybe some other time。〃 Maybe never； if I'm lucky。 Maybe I can escape in all this confusion。 No； I can't。 Not until I know Egwene's all right。 And Mat。 Light； what will happen to him without the dagger？ 〃I suppose Lord Agelmar's doubled the guard on all the gates。〃
〃Tripled；〃 Ingtar said in tones of satisfaction。 〃No one will pass those gates； from inside or out。 As soon as Lord Agelmar heard what had happened； he ordered that no one was to be allowed to leave the keep without his personal permission。〃
As soon as he heard 。。。？ 〃Ingtar； what about before？ What about the earlier order keeping everyone in？〃
〃Earlier order？ What earlier order？ Rand； the keep was not closed until Lord Agelmar heard of this。 Someone told you wrong。〃
Rand shook his head slowly。 Neither Ragan nor Tema would have made up something like that。 And even if the Amyrlin Seat had given the order； Ingtar would have to know of it。 So who？ And how？ He glanced sideways at Ingtar； wondering if the Shienaran was lying。 You really are going mad if you suspect Ingtar。
They were in the dungeon guardroom； now。 The severed heads and the pieces of the guards had been removed； though there were still red smears on the table and damp patches in the straw to show where they had been。 Two Aes Sedai were there； placid…looking women with brown…fringed shawls； studying the words scrawled on the walls； careless of what their skirts dragged through in the straw。 Each had an inkpot in a writing…case hung at her belt and was making notes in a small book with a pen。 They never even glanced at the men trooping through。
〃Look here； Verin；〃 one of them said； pointing to a section of stone covered with lines of Trolloc script。 〃This looks interesting。〃
The other hurried over； picking up reddish stains on her skirt。 〃Yes； I see。 A much better hand than the rest。 Not a Trolloc。 Very interesting。〃 She began writing in her book； looking up every so often to read the angular letters on the wall。
Rand hurried out。 Even if they had not been Aes Sedai； he would not have wanted to remain in the same room with anyone who thought reading Trolloc script written in human blood was 〃interesting。〃
Ingtar and his men stalked on ahead； intent on their duties。 Rand dawdled； wondering where he could go now。 Getting back into the women's apartments would not be easy without Egwene to help。 Light； let her be all right。 Moiraine said she'd be all right。
Lan found him before he reached the first stairs leading up。 〃You can go back to your room； if you want； sheepherder。 Moiraine had your things fetched from Egwene's room and taken to yours。〃
〃How did she know 。。。？〃
〃Moiraine knows a great many things； sheepherder。 You should understand that by now。 You had better watch yourself。 The women are all talking about you running through the halls； waving a sword。 Staring down the Amyrlin； so they say。〃
〃Light！ I am sorry they're angry； Lan； but I was invited in。 And when I heard the alarm 。。。 burn me； Egwene was down here！〃
Lan pursed his lips thoughtfully； it was the only expression on his face。 〃Oh； they're not angry； exactly。 Though most of them think you need a strong hand to settle you down some。 Fascinated is more like it。 Even the Lady Amalisa can't stop asking questions about you。 Some of them are starting to believe the servants' tales。 They think you're a prince in disguise； sheepherder。 Not a bad thing。 There is an old saying here in the Borderlands： 'Better to have one woman on your side than ten men。' The way they are talking among themselves； they're trying to decide whose daughter is strong enough to handle you。 If you don't watch your step； sheepherder； you will find yourself married into a Shienaran House before you realize what has happened。〃 Suddenly he burst out laughing； it looked odd； like a rock laughing。 〃Running through the halls of the women's apartments in the middle of the night； wearing a laborer's jerkin and waving a sword。 If they don't have you flogged； at the very least they'll talk about you for years。 They have never seen a male as peculiar as you。 Whatever wife they chose for you； she'd probably have you the head of your own House in ten years； and have you thinking you had done it yourself； besides。 It is too bad you have to leave。〃
Rand had been gaping at the Warder； but now he growled； 〃I have been trying。 The gates are guarded； and no one can leave。 I tried while it was still daylight。 I couldn't even take Red out of the stable。〃
〃No matter； now。 Moiraine sent me to tell you。 You can leave anytime you want to。 Even right now。 Moiraine had Agelmar exempt you from the order。〃
〃Why now； and not earlier？ Why couldn't I leave before？ Was she the one who had the gates barred then？ Ingtar said he knew nothing about any order to keep people in before tonight。〃
Rand thought the Warder looked troubled； but all he said was； 〃When someone gives you a horse； sheepherder； don't plain that it isn't as fast as you'd like。〃
〃What about Egwene？ And Mat？ Are they really all right？ I can't leave until I know they're all right。〃
〃The girl is fine。 She'll wake in the morning； and probably not even remember what happened。 Blows to the head are like that。〃
〃What about Mat？〃
〃The choice is up to you； sheepherder。 You can leave now； or tomorrow； or next week。 It's up to you。〃 He walked away； leaving Rand standing there in the corridor deep under Fal Dara keep。
Chapter 7
（Serpent and Wheel）
Blood Calls Blood
As the litter carrying Mat left the Amyrlin Seat's chambers； Moiraine carefully rewrapped the angreal … a small； age…darkened ivory carving of a woman in flowing robes … in a square of silk and put it back into her pouch。 Working together with other Aes Sedai； merging their abilities； channeling the flow of the One Power to a single task； was tiring work under the best conditions； eve