but a flock of sheep； Ingtar。 They would not follow me anyway。 Besides； Moiraine can't tell you who your second is。 It's Uno。〃
〃Uno and I were called to Lord Agelmar the morning we left。 Moiraine Sedai was there； but it was Lord Agelmar who told me。 You are second； Rand。〃
〃But why； Ingtar？ Why？〃 Moiraine's hand was bright and clear in it； hers and the Amyrlin's； pushing him along the path they had chosen； but he had to ask。
The Shienaran looked as if he did not understand it either； but he was a soldier； used to odd mands in the endless war along the Blight。 〃I heard rumors from the women's apartments that you were really a 。。。 〃 He spread gauntleted hands。 〃No matter。 I know you deny it。 Just as you deny the look of your own face。 Moiraine Sedai says you're a shepherd； but I never saw a shepherd with a heron…mark blade。 No matter。 I'll not claim I would have chosen you myself； but I think you have it in you to do what is needed。 You will do your duty； if it es to it。〃
Rand wanted to say it was no duty of his； but instead he said； 〃Uno knows about this。 Who else； Ingtar？〃
〃All the lances。 When we Shienarans ride； every man knows who is next in line if the man in mand falls。 A chain unbroken right down to the last man left； even if he's nothing but a horseholder。 That way； you see； even if he is the last man； he is not just a straggler running and trying to stay alive。 He has the mand； and duty calls him to do what must be done。 If I go to the last embrace of the mother； the duty is yours。 You will find the Horn； and you will take it where it belongs。 You will。〃 There was a peculiar emphasis in Ingtar's last words。
The bundle in Rand's arms seemed to weigh ten stone。 Light； she could be a hundred leagues off； and she still reaches out and tugs the leash。 This way； Rand。 That way。 You're the Dragon Reborn； Rand。 〃I don't want the duty； Ingtar。 I will not take it。 Light； I'm just a shepherd！ Why won't anybody believe that？〃
〃You will do your duty； Rand。 When the man at the top of the chain fails； everything below him falls apart。 Too much is falling apart。 Too much already。 Peace favor your sword； Rand al'Thor。〃
〃Ingtar； I … 〃 But Ingtar was walking away； calling to see if Uno had the scouts out yet。
Rand stared at the bundle in his arms and licked his lips。 He was afraid he knew what was in it。 He wanted to look； yet he wanted to throw it in a fire without opening it； he thought he might； if he could be sure it would burn without anyone seeing what was inside； if he could be sure what was inside would burn at all。 But he could not look there； where other eyes than his might see。
He glanced around the camp。 The Shienarans were unloading the pack animals； some already handing out a cold supper of dried meat and flatbread。 Mat and Perrin tended their horses； and Loial sat on a stone reading a book； with his long…stemmed pipe clenched between his teeth and a wisp of smoke curling above his head。 Gripping the bundle as if afraid he might drop it； Rand sneaked into the trees。
He knelt in a small clearing sheltered by thick…foliaged branches and set the bundle on the ground。 For a time he just stared at it。 She wouldn't have。 She couldn't。 A small voice answered； Oh； yes； she could。 She could and would。 Finally he set about untying the small knots in the cords that bound it。 Neat knots； tied with a precision that spoke loudly of Moiraine's own hand； no servant had done this for her。 She would not have dared let any servant see。
When he had the last cord unfastened； he opened out what was folded inside with hands that felt numb； then stared at it； his mouth full of dust。 It was all of one piece； neither woven； nor dyed； nor painted。 A banner； white as snow； big enough to be seen the length of a field of battle。 And across it marched a rippling figure like a serpent scaled in gold and crimson； but a serpent with four scaled legs； each tipped with five golden claws； a serpent with eyes like the sun and a golden lion's mane。 He had seen it once before； and Moiraine had told him what it was。 The banner of Lews Therin Telamon； Lews Therin Kinslayer； in the War of the Shadow。 The banner of the Dragon。
〃Look at that！ Look what he's got； now！〃 Mat burst into the clearing。 Perrin came after him more slowly。 〃First fancy coats；〃 Mat snarled； 〃and now a banner！ We'll hear no end of lording it now； with … 〃 Mat got close enough to see the banner clearly； and his jaw dropped。 〃Light！〃 He stumbled back a step。 〃Burn me！〃 He had been there； too； when Moiraine named the banner。 So had Perrin。
Anger boiled up in Rand； anger at Moiraine and the Amyrlin Seat； pushing him； pulling him。 He snatched up the banner in both hands and shook it at Mat； words boiling out uncontrollably。 〃That's right！ The Dragon's banner！〃 Mat took another step back。 〃Moiraine wants me to be a puppet on Tar Valon strings； a false Dragon for the Aes Sedai。 She's going to push it down my throat whatever I want。 But…I…will …not…be…used！〃
Mat had backed up against a tree trunk。 〃A false Dragon？〃 He swallowed。 〃You？ That 。。。 that's crazy。〃
Perrin had not retreated。 He squatted down with his thick arms on his knees and studied Rand with those bright golden eyes。 In the evening shadows they seemed to shine。 〃If the Aes Sedai want you for a false Dragon 。。。〃 He paused； frowning； thinking things through。 Finally； he said quietly； 〃Rand； can you channel？〃 Mat gave a strangled gasp。
Rand let the banner drop； he hesitated only a moment before nodding wearily。 〃I did not ask for it。 I don't want it。 But 。。。 But I do not think I know how to stop it。〃 The room with the flies came back unbidden to his mind。 〃I don't think they'll let me stop。〃
〃Burn me！〃 Mat breathed。 〃Blood and bloody ashes！ They'll kill us； you know。 All of us。 Perrin and me as well as you。 If Ingtar and the others find out； they will cut our bloody throats for Darkfriends。 Light； they'll probably think we were part of stealing the Horn； and killing those people in Fal Dara。〃
〃Shut up； Mat；〃 Perrin said calmly。
〃Don't tell me to shut up。 If Ingtar doesn't kill us； Rand will go mad and do it for him。 Burn me！ Burn me！〃 Mat slid down the tree to sit on the ground。 〃Why didn't they gentle you？ If the Aes Sedai know； why didn't they gentle you？ I never heard of them letting a man who can wield the Power just walk away。〃
〃They don't all know；〃 Rand sighed。 〃The Amyrlin … 〃
〃The Amyrlin Seat！ She knows？ Light； no wonder she looked at me so strange。〃
〃 … and Moiraine told me I'm the Dragon Reborn； and then they said I could go wherever I wanted。 Don't you see； Mat？ They are trying to use me。〃
〃Doesn't change you being able to channel；〃 Mat muttered。 〃If I were you； I'd be halfway to the Aryth Ocean by now。 And I would not stop until I found someplace where there were no Aes Sedai； and never likely to be any。 And no people。 I mean 。。。 well 。。。〃
〃Shut up； Mat；〃 Perrin said。 〃Why are you here； Rand？ The longer you stay around people； the more likely it is somebody will find out and send for Aes Sedai。 Aes Sedai who won't tell you to go on about your business。〃 He paused； scratching his head over that。 〃And Mat's right about Ingtar。 I don't doubt he would name you Darkfriend and kill you。 Kill all of us； maybe。 He seems to like you； but he'd still do it； I think。 A false Dragon？ So would the others。 Masema wouldn't need that much excuse； for you。 So why aren't you gone？〃
Rand shrugged。 〃I was going； but first the Amyrlin came； and then the Horn was stolen； and the dagger； and Moiraine said Mat was dying； and 。。。 Light； I thought I could stay with you until we found the dagger； at least； I thought I could help with that。 Maybe I was wrong。〃
〃You came because of the dagger？〃 Mat said quietly。 He rubbed his nose and grimaced。 〃I never thought of that。 I never thought you wanted to 。。。 Aaaah！ Are you feeling all right？ I mean； you aren't going mad already； are you？〃
Rand dug a pebble out of the ground and threw it at him。
〃Ouch！〃 Mat rubbed his arm。 〃I was just asking。 I mean； all those fancy clothes； and all that talk ab