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Leaving enough men behind to make the Questioners believe his entire legion was still scattered across Almoth Plain, he had brought more than a thousand of the Children nearly the length of Toman Head without giving alarm, so far as he knew. Three skirmishes with Seanchan patrols had ended quickly. The Seanchan had grown used to facing already defeated rabble; the Children of the Light had been a deadly surprise. Yet the Seanchan knew how to fight like the Dark One's hordes, and he could not help remembering the one skirmish that had cost him better than fifty men. He was still not sure which of the two arrow-riddled women he had stared at afterwards had been the Aes Sedai. "Byar!" One of Bornhald's men handed him water in a pottery cup from one of the carts; it was icy in his throat. The gaunt-faced man swung down from his saddle. "Yes, my Lord Captain?" "When I engage the enemy, Byar," Bornhald said slowly, "you will not take part. You will watch from a distance, and you will carry word to my son of what happens." "But my Lord Captain - !" "That is my order, Child Byar!" he snapped. "You will obey, yes?" Byar's back stiffened, and he stared straight ahead. "As you command, my Lord Captain." Bornhald studied him for a moment. The man would do as he was told, but it would be better to give him another reason than letting Dain know how his father had died. It was not as if he did not have knowledge that was urgently needed in Amador. Since that skirmish with the Aes Sedai. Was it one of them, or both? Thirty Seanchan soldiers, good fighters, and two women cost me twice the casualties they did. - since then, he no longer expected to live to leave Toman Head. In the small chance the Seanchan did not see to it, very likely the Questioners would. "When you have found my son - he should be with Lord Captain Eamon Valda near Tar Valon - and told him, you will ride to Amador, and report to the Lord Captain Commander. To Pedron Niall personally, Child Byar. You will tell him what we have learned of the Seanchan; I will write it out for you. Be sure he understands that we can no longer count on the Tar Valon witches being content with manipulating events from the shadows.