Valan Luca's Grand Traveling Show of Wonders and Far too Many Other Bloody Adjectives traveled at a pace that would make a snail wonder what was taking so bloody long, Mat reflected as he stared across the river at the wreckage still filling the harbor of Ebou Dar. Ripples in the land hid Ebou Dar, just over a mile to the south, but there wasn't a ( Read more... )

After they'd gotten the Aes Sedai free and he'd had a quick chat with the Windfinder, Mat had split off from the group to return to Tylin's room and retrieve his ashandarei--he'd paid too large a price for the thing to leave it behind--and received his second nasty surprise of the night: Tylin had returned ( Read more... )

"Suroth is going to show me how much of Altara I control now, pigeon," Tylin told Mat, idly tracing her one of his scars with a long, green-laquered fingernail as they laid in bed together. "It wasn't her idea, actually. Tuon thinks it will help me if I see with my own eyes, and what that girl suggests, Suroth does. She would like to see it done by ( Read more... )

When Mat had heard the Seanchan soldiers going on and on about their triumphant "Return" to the continent, he had always assumed they'd meant an army. As he was jostled through the streets of Ebou Dar as thousands of Seanchan farmers, farriers, candle-stick makers and the Light knew what else streamed from ships that completely filled the harbor, ( Read more... )

The boxlike wagon reminded Mat of Tinker wagons he had seen, a little house on wheels, though this one, filled with cabinets and workbenches built into the walls was not made for living in. Wrinkling his nose at the smells that filled the interior, he shifted uncomfortably on his three-legged stool, the only place for anyone to sit. His broken leg ( Read more... )

It was far, far too early in the morning when Mat had asked the servants (well, technically, when Elayne Sedai had asked the servants) to wake his friends and meet him in front of the palace prepared for trouble. The reason Mat had been dispatched to watch that house had been made clear when he'd wandered away from the tavern yesterday afternoon: a ( Read more... )

The drunken night with Birgitte, Beslan and Nalesean had turned into the world's most hungover morning after, which was why Mat was still not entirely convinced that the apology he'd received from Nynaeve and Elayne for not appreciating his rescue attempt in Tear so many months ago had not been something his fevered brain had concocted all on its ( Read more... )

Well, today was just getting better and better, and that was before the dice started rattling in his head. After following the Darkfriend through the streets of Ebou Dar (and ending up with a signet ring that wouldn't bloody come off for his troubles when he stopped at a shop at a moment he thought she was aware she was being followed. He should ( Read more... )