of Arent son of Halan； from Stedding Shangtai。 He is far from his home。〃
〃We need him；〃 Rand said quickly。 His words slowed under surprised stares from the Elders and Verin； but he went on stubbornly。 〃We need him to go with us； and he wants to。〃
〃Loial's a friend；〃 Perrin said； at the same time that Mat said； 〃He doesn't get in the way； and he carries his own weight。〃 Neither of them appeared fortable at having the Elders' focus shift to them； but they did not back down。
〃Is there some reason he cannot e with us？〃 Ingtar asked。 〃As Mat says； he has held his own。 I don't know that we need him； but if he wants to e； why …？〃
〃We do need him；〃 Verin broke in smoothly。 〃Few any longer know the Ways； but Loial has studied them。 He can decipher the Guidings。〃
Alar eyed them each in turn； then settled to a study of Rand。 She looked as if she knew things； all the Elders did； but she most of all。 〃Verin says you are ta'veren；〃 she said at last； 〃and I can feel it in you。 That I can do so means that you must be very strongly ta'veren indeed； for such Talents ever run weakly in us； if at all。 Have you drawn Loial； son of Arent son of Halan； into ta'maral'ailen； the Web the Pattern weaves around you？〃
〃I 。。。 I just want to find the Horn and 。。。〃 Rand let the rest of it die。 Alar had not mentioned Mat's dagger。 He did not know whether Verin had told the Elders； or held it back for some reason。 〃He is my friend； Eldest。〃
〃Your friend；〃 Alar said。 〃He is young by our way of thinking。 You are young； too； but ta'veren。 You will look after him； and when the weaving is done； you will see that he es safely home to Stedding Shangtai。〃
〃I will；〃 he told her。 It had the feeling of a mitment； the swearing of an oath。
〃Then we will go to the Waygate。〃
Outside； Loial scrambled to his feet when they appeared； Alar and Verin leading。 Ingtar sent Hurin off at a run to fetch Uno and the other soldiers。 Loial eyed the Eldest warily； then fell in with Rand at the rear of the procession。 The Ogier women who had been watching him were all gone。 〃Did the Elders say anything about me？ Did she 。。。？〃 He peered at Alar's broad back as she ordered Juin to have their horses brought。 She started off with Verin while Juin was still bowing himself away； bending her head to talk quietly。
〃She told Rand to take care of you；〃 Mat told Loial solemnly as they followed； 〃and see you got home safely as a babe。 I don't see why you can't stay here and get married。〃
〃She said you could e with us。〃 Rand glared at Mat； which made Mat chortle under his breath。 It sounded odd； ing from that drawn face。 Loial was twirling the stem of a trueheart blossom between his fingers。 〃Did you go picking flowers？〃 Rand asked。
〃Erith gave it to me。〃 Loial watched the yellow petals spin。 〃She really is very pretty； even if Mat does not see it。〃
〃Does that mean you don't want to go with us after all？〃
Loial gave a start。 〃What？ Oh； no。 I mean； yes。 I do want to go。 She only gave me a flower。 Just a flower。〃 He took a book out of his pocket； though； and pressed the blossom under the front cover。 As he returned the book； he murmured to himself； barely loud enough for Rand to hear； 〃And she said I was handsome； too。〃 Mat let out a wheeze and doubled over； staggering along clutching his sides； and Loial's cheeks colored。 〃Well 。。。 she said it。 I didn't。〃
Perrin rapped Mat smartly on the top of his head with his knuckles。 〃Nobody ever said Mat was handsome。 He's just jealous。〃
〃That's not true；〃 Mat said； straightening abruptly。 〃Neysa Ayellin thinks I'm handsome。 She's told me so more than once。〃
〃Is Neysa pretty？〃 Loial asked。
〃She has a face like a goat；〃 Perrin said blandly。 Mat choked； trying to get his protests out。
Rand grinned in spite of himself。 Neysa Ayellin was almost as pretty as Egwene。 And this was almost like old times； almost like being back home； bantering back and forth； and nothing more important in the world than a laugh and twitting the other fellow。
As they made their way through the town； Ogier greeted the Eldest； bowing or curtsying； eyeing the human visitors with interest。 Alar's set face kept anyone from stopping to speak； though。 The only thing that indicated when they left the town was the absence of the mounds； there were still Ogier about； examining trees； or sometimes working with pitch and saw or axe where there were dead limbs or where a tree needed more sunlight。 They handled the tasks tenderly。
Juin joined them； leading their horses； and Hurin came riding with Uno and the other soldiers； and the packhorses； just before Alar pointed and said； 〃It is over there。〃 The banter died。
Rand felt a momentary surprise。 The Waygate had to be Outside the stedding … the Ways had been begun with the One Power； they could not have been made inside … but there was nothing to indicate they had crossed the boundary。 Then he realized there was a difference； the sense of something lost that he had felt since entering the stedding was gone。 That gave him another sort of chill。 Saidin was there again。 Waiting。
Alar led them past a tall oak； and there in a small clearing stood the big slab of the Waygate； the front of it delicately worked in tightly woven vines and leaves from a hundred different plants。 Around the edge of the clearing the Ogier had built a low stone coping that seemed as if it had grown there； suggesting a circle of roots。 The look of it made Rand unfortable。 It took him a moment to realize that the roots suggested were those of bramble and briar； burningleaf and itch oak。 Not the sort of plants into which anyone would want to stumble。
The Eldest stopped short of the coping。 〃The wall is meant to warn away any who es here。 Not that many of us do。 I myself will not cross it。 But you may。〃 Juin did not go as close as she did； he kept rubbing his hands on the front of his coat； and would not look at the Waygate。
〃Thank you；〃 Verin told her。 〃The need is great； or I would not have asked it。〃
Rand tensed as the Aes Sedai stepped over the coping and approached the Waygate。 Loial took a deep breath and muttered to himself。 Uno and the rest of the soldiers shifted in their saddles and loosened swords in their scabbards。 There was nothing along the Ways against which a sword would be any use； but it was something to convince themselves they were ready。 Only Ingtar and the Aes Sedai seemed calm； even Alar gripped her skirt with both hands。
Verin plucked the Avendesora leaf； and Rand leaned forward intently。 He knew an urge to assume the void； to be where he could reach saidin if he needed to。
The greenery carved across the Waygate stirred in an unfelt breeze； leaves fluttering as a gap opened down the center of the mass and the two halves began to swing open。
Rand stared at the first crack。 There was no dull； silvery reflection behind it； only blackness blacker than pitch。 〃Close it！〃 he shouted。 〃The Black Wind！ Close it！〃
Verin took one startled look and thrust the three…pointed leaf back in among all the varied leaves already there； it stayed when she took her hand away and backed toward the coping。 As soon as the Avendesora leaf was back in its place； the Waygate immediately began to close。 The crack disappeared； vines and leaves merging； hiding the blackness of Machin Shin； and the Waygate was only stone again； if stone carved in a nearer semblance of life than seemed possible。
Alar let out a shuddering breath。 〃Machin Shin。 So close。〃
〃It didn't try to e out；〃 Rand said。 Juin made a strangled sound。
〃I have told you；〃 Verin said； 〃the Black Wind is a creature of the Ways。 It cannot leave them。〃 She sounded calm； but she still wiped her hands on her skirt。 Rand opened his mouth； then gave it up。 〃And yet；〃 she went on； 〃I wonder at it being here。 First in Cairhien； now here。 I wonder。〃 She gave Rand a sidelong glance that made him jump。 The look was so quick that he did not think anyone else noticed it； but to Rand it seemed to connect him with the Black Wind。
〃I have never heard of this；〃 Alar said slowly； 〃M