We don't know why they were made. The Aes Sedai's attention was only off him for a moment, but when they turned back his face was calm. He guided Spray to a place at one of the docks, and wondered, while the crew tied the ship fast, if the Seanchan might buy some of the fireworks in his hold. The fire's there again, Lord Rand, and bigger than ever.
He took a book out of his pocket, though, and pressed the blossom under the front cover. Mat muttering, fearful. Egwene will be all right. He had more to think about than Questioners' overzealousness; he wished he could stop thinking about Questioners altogether.
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