oks； and some hard ones； she was going to train in the White Tower； after all。
〃'The Wheel weaves as the Wheel wills；'〃 Egwene quoted Anaiya。 〃'The boy is far away； child； and there's nothing we can do until we know more。 I will see to testing you myself once we reach the White Tower； child。' Aaagh！ She knows there is something in these dreams。 I can tell she does。 I like the woman； Nynaeve； I do。 But she won't tell me what I want to know。 And I can't tell her everything。 Maybe if I could 。。。〃
〃The man in the mask again？〃
Egwene nodded。 Somehow； she was sure it was better not to tell Anaiya about him。 She could not imagine why； but she was sure。 Three times the man whose eyes were fire had been in her dreams each time when she dreamed a dream that convinced her Rand was in danger。 He always wore a mask across his face； sometimes she could see his eyes； and sometimes she could only see fire where they should be。 〃He laughed at me。 It was so 。。。 contemptuous。 As though I were a puppy he was going to have to push out of his way with his foot。 It frightens me。 He frightens me。〃
〃Are you sure it has anything to do with the other dreams； with Rand？ Sometimes a dream is just a dream。〃
Egwene threw up her hands。 〃And sometimes； Nynaeve； you sound just like Anaiya Sedai！〃 She put a special emphasis on the title； and was pleased to see Nynaeve grimace。
〃If I ever get out of this bed； Egwene…〃
A knock at the door cut off whatever Nynaeve had been going to say。 Before Egwene could speak or move； the Amyrlin herself came in and shut the door behind her。 She was alone； for a wonder； she seldom left her cabin； and then always with Leane at her side； and maybe another of the Aes Sedai。
Egwene sprang to her feet。 The room was a little crowded； with three of them in it。
〃Both of you feeling well？〃 the Amyrlin said cheerily。 She tilted her head at Nynaeve。 〃Eating well； too； I trust？ In good temper？〃
Nynaeve struggled to a sitting position； with her back against the wall。 〃My temper is just fine； thank you。〃
〃We are honored； Mother；〃 Egwene began； but the Amyrlin waved her to silence。
〃It's good to be on the water again； but it grows boring as a mill pond after a while with nothing to do。〃 The ship heeled； and she shifted her balance without seeming to notice。 〃I will give you your lesson today。〃 She folded herself onto the end of Egwene's bed； feet tucked under her。 〃Sit； child。〃
Egwene sat； but Nynaeve began trying to push herself to her feet。 〃I think I will go on deck。〃
〃I said； sit！〃 The Amyrlin's voice cracked like a whip； but Nynaeve kept rising； wavering。 She still had both hands on the bed； but she was almost upright。 Egwene held herself ready to catch her when she fell。
Closing her eyes； Nynaeve slowly lowered herself back to the bed。 〃Perhaps I will stay。 It is no doubt windy up there。〃
The Amyrlin barked a laugh。 〃They told me you had a temper in you like a fisher…bird with a bone in its throat。 Some of them； child； say you'd do well for some time as a novice； no matter how old you are。 I say； if you have the ability I hear of； you deserve to be one of the Accepted。〃 She gave another laugh。 〃I always believe in giving people what they deserve。 Yes。 I suspect you will learn a great deal once you reach the White Tower。〃
〃I'd rather one of the Warders taught me how to use a sword；〃 Nynaeve growled。 She swallowed convulsively； and opened her eyes。 〃There is someone I'd like to use it on。〃 Egwene looked at her sharply； did Nynaeve mean the Amyrlin … which was stupid； and dangerous besides … or Lan？ She snapped at Egwene every time Lan was mentioned。
〃A sword？〃 the Amyrlin said。 〃I never thought swords were much use … even if you have the skill； child； there are always men who have as much； and a deal more strength … but if you want a sword 。。。〃 She held up her hand … Egwene gasped； and even Nynaeve's eyes bulged … and there was a sword in it。 With blade and hilt of an odd bluish white； it looked somehow 。。。 cold。 〃Made from the air； child； with Air。 It's as good as most steel blades； better than most； but still not much use。〃 The sword became a paring knife。 There was no shrinking； it just was one thing； then the other。 〃This； now； is useful。〃 The paring knife turned to mist； and the mist faded away。 The Amyrlin put her empty hand back in her lap。 〃But either takes more effort than it is worth。 Better； easier； simply to carry a good knife with you。 You have to learn when to use your ability； as well as how； and when it's better to do things the way any other woman would。 Let a blacksmith make knives for gutting fish。 Use the One Power too often and too freely； and you can e to like it too much。 That way lies danger。 You begin to want more of it； and sooner or later you run the risk of drawing more than you've learned to handle。 And that can burn you out like a guttered candle； or … 〃
〃If I must learn all this；〃 Nynaeve broke in stiffly； 〃I would as soon learn something useful。 All this … this 。。。 'Make the air stir； Nynaeve。 Light the candle； Nynaeve。 Now put it out。 Light it again。' Paah！〃
Egwene closed her eyes for a moment。 Please； Nynaeve。 Please keep a check on your temper。 She bit her lip to keep from saying it out loud。
The Amyrlin was silent for a moment。 〃Useful；〃 she said at last。 〃Something useful。 You wanted a sword。 Suppose a man came at me with a sword。 What would I do？ Something useful； you can be sure。 This； I think。〃
For an instant； Egwene thought she saw a glow around the woman at the other end of her bed。 Then the air seemed to thicken； nothing changed that Egwene could see； but she could surely feel it。 She tried to lift her arm； it did not budge any more than if she were buried to her neck in thick jelly。 Nothing could move except her head。
〃Release me！〃 Nynaeve grated。 Her eyes glared； and her head jerked from side to side； but the rest of her sat as rigidly as a statue。 Egwene realized that she was not the only one held。 〃Let me go！〃
〃Useful； wouldn't you say？ And it is nothing but Air。〃 The Amyrlin spoke in a conversational tone； as if they were all chatting over tea。 〃Big man； with his muscles and his sword； and the sword does him as much good as the hair on his chest。〃
〃Let me go； I say！〃
〃And if I don't like where he is； why； I can pick him up。〃 Nynaeve squawked furiously as she slowly rose； still in a sitting position； until her head almost touched the ceiling。 The Amyrlin smiled。 〃I've often wished I could use this to fly。 The records say Aes Sedai could fly； in the Age of Legends； but they aren't clear on how； exactly。 Not this way； though。 It doesn't work like that。 You might reach out with your hands and pick up a chest that weighs as much as you do； you look strong。 But take hold of yourself however you will； you cannot pick yourself up。〃
Nynaeve's head jerked furiously； but not another muscle of her twitched。 〃The Light burn you； let me go！〃
Egwene swallowed hard and hoped she was not also to be lifted。
〃So；〃 the Amyrlin continued； 〃big； hairy man； and so forth。 He can do nothing to me； while I can do anything at all to him。 Why； if I had a mind to〃 … she leaned forward； her eyes intent on Nynaeve； suddenly her smile did not seem very friendly … 〃I could turn him upside down and paddle his bottom。 Just like … 〃 Suddenly the Amyrlin flew backwards so hard her head rebounded from the wall； and there she stayed； as if something were pressing against her。
Egwene stared； her mouth dry。 This isn't happening。 It isn't。
〃They were right；〃 the Amyrlin said。 Her voice sounded strained； as though she found it hard to breathe。 〃They said you learned quickly。 And they said it took your temper burning to get to the heart of what you can do。〃 She took a struggling breath。 〃Shall we release each other together； child？〃
Nynaeve； floating in the air with her eyes ablaze； said； 〃You let me go right now； or I'll…〃 Abruptly a look of amazement came over her face； a look of loss。 Her mouth worked slently。
The Amyrlin sat up； working her shoulders。 〃You don't know everything y