The leash went from a bracelet worn by the first woman to a collar around the neck of the second. Hurin had a coat with blue spirals across the chest under his cloak, and Mat wore a pair of baggy trousers that made bunches where they were stuffed into his boots. All those remnants of times gone, those wonders scattered around the world that had first pulled him aboard a ship as boy. I still don't know if it was meant for the Amyrlin, or for you.
My Lord? Hurin said. She broke into a run. Some of the soldiers fingered their longbladed lances and eyed the rim of the hollow uneasily. You should have tapped on your Lady's door.
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