Nervously, Danny looked at Nynaeve. “What have I done? Nothing that I’m aware of.”
“Oh, nothing wrong. Not exactly. Somewhat dangerous, perhaps, but not exactly wrong.” Verin lowered herself to the canvas floor, folding her legs under her. “Sit, both of you. Sit. I don’t mean to crane my neck.” She shifted around until she had a comfortable position. “Sit.”
Danny settled cross-legged across from the Aes Sedai and did her best not to look at Nynaeve. No need to look guilty until I know if I am. And maybe not then. “What is it I’ve done that’s dangerous but not exactly wrong?”
“Why, you’ve been channeling the Power, child.”
Danny could only gape. Nynaeve burst out, “That is ridiculous. Why are we going to Tar Valon, if not for that?”
“Moiraine has . . . I mean, Moiraine Sedai has been g
