Even knowing what he could do to help - what he had to do - he hesitated. If Barthanes was a Darkfriend, then at least some of his servants and guards had to be, too, and Hurin could not always smell a Darkfriend. I am Renna. The void was gone, the stillness shattered.
Remember, here, her words are law, not yours. And I wish a room by myself. The motion of the Waygate halted, and reversed. Once we find Fain and the Darkfriends, why, we'll go home heroes, with the dagger for Mat, and the Horn of Valere.
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