The Dragon Reborn by Robert Jordan Read Free Book Online

Min?” he asked.
    She came to stand beside him, her dark eyes troubled. He did not understand why she insisted on breeches instead of skirts. Perhaps it was because he knew her, but he could not see how anyone could look at her and see a too-handsome youth instead of a pretty young woman.
    “The Tinker woman is going to die,” she said softly, eyeing the others near the fires. None was close enough to hear.
    He was still, thinking of Leya’s gentle face.
Ah, Light! Tinkers never harm anyone!
He felt cold despite the warmth of the fire.
Burn me, I wish I’d never asked
. Even the few Aes Sedai who knew of it did not understand what Min did. Sometimes she saw images and auras surrounding people, and sometimes she even knew what they meant.
    Masuto came to stir the stew with a long wood spoon. The Shienaran eyed them, then laid a finger alongside his long nose and grinned widely before he left.
    “Blood and ashes!” Min muttered. “He’s probably decided we are sweethearts murmuring to each other by the fire.”
    “Are you sure?” Perrin asked. She raised her eyebrows at him, and he hastily added, “About Leya.”
    “Is that her name? I wish I didn’t know. It always makes it worse, knowing and not being able to. . . . Perrin, I saw her own face floating over her shoulder, covered in blood, eyes staring. It’s never any clearer than that.” She shivered and rubbed her hands together briskly. “Light, but I wish I saw more happy things. All the happy things seem to have gone away.”
    He opened his mouth to suggest warning Leya, then closed it again. There was never any doubt about what Min saw and knew, for good or bad. If she was certain, it happened.
    “Blood on her face,” he muttered. “Does that mean she’ll die by violence?” He winced that he said it so easily.
But what can I do? If I tell Leya, if I make her believe somehow, she’ll live her last days in fear, and it will change nothing
.
    Min gave a short nod.
    If she’s going to die by violence, it could mean an attack on the camp
. But there were scouts out every day, and guards set day and night. And Moiraine had the camp warded, so she said; no creature of the Dark One would see it unless he walked right into it. He thought of the wolves.
No!
The scouts would find anyone or anything trying to approach the camp. “It’s a long way back to her people,” he said half to himself. “Tinkers wouldn’t have brought their wagons any further than the foothills. Anything could happen between here and there.”
    Min nodded sadly. “And there aren’t enough of us to spare even one guard for her. Even if it would do any good.”
    She had told him; she had tried warning people about bad things when, at six or seven, she had first realized not everyone could see what she saw. She would not say more, but he had the impression that her warnings had only made matters worse, when they were believed at all. It took some doing to believe in Min’s viewings until you had proof.
    “When?” he said. The word was cold in his ears, and hard as tool steel.
I can’t do anything about Leya, but maybe I can figure out whether we’re going to be attacked
.
    As soon as the word was out of his mouth, she threw up her hands. She kept her voice down, though. “It isn’t like that. I can never tell
when
something is going to happen. I only know it will, if I even know what I see means. You don’t understand. The seeing doesn’t come when I want itto, and neither does knowing. It just happens, and sometimes I know. Something. A little bit. It just happens.” He tried to get a soothing word in, but she was letting it all out in a flood he could not stem. “I can see things around a man one day and not the next, or the other way ’round. Most of the time, I don’t see anything around anyone. Aes Sedai always have images around them, of course, and Warders, though it’s always harder to say what it means with them than with anyone else.” She gave Perrin a