By Robert Jordan
For hundreds of thousands of fanatics around the world, the wait is over. Sequel to the foreign blockbuster bestseller A Crown of Swords, The direction of Daggers maintains certainly one of history's maximum fictional trips and the main amazing paintings of yankee myth ever published--The long island Times, Wall road Journal, and world wide bestselling series--Robert Jordan's The Wheel of Time.
The extra special story that's enchanting a new release of readers now maintains in e-book Eight.
The Seanchan invasion strength is in ownership of Ebou Dar. Nynaeve, Elayne, and Aviendha head for Caemlyn and Elayne's rightful throne, yet at the manner they observe an enemy a lot worse than the Seanchan.
In Illian, Rand vows to throw the Seanchan again as he did as soon as earlier than. yet indicators of insanity are showing one of the Asha'man.
In Ghealdan, Perrin faces the intrigues of Whitecloaks, Seanchan invaders, the scattered Shaido Aiel, and the Prophet himself. Perrin's liked spouse, Faile, could pay together with her lifestyles, and Perrin himself could have to spoil his soul to avoid wasting her.
Meanwhile the insurgent Aes Sedai less than their younger Amyrlin, Egwene al'Vere, face a military that intends to maintain them clear of the White Tower. yet Egwene is decided to unseat the usurper Elaida and reunite the Aes Sedai. She doesn't but comprehend the cost that others--and she herself--will pay.
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A kind of gradual bustle enveloped the farm, with simply over 100 humans in facts regardless of the afternoon warmth, sporting on all of the daily initiatives yet none speedy. it could virtually have handed for a small village rather than a farm, other than that there has been now not a guy or a baby to be visible. Elayne didn't count on any. This used to be a waypoint for Kinswomen passing via Ebou Dar to somewhere else, so there wouldn't be too many within the urban itself at one time, yet that used to be a mystery subject, as mystery because the kinfolk themselves. Publicly this farm was once identified for 2 hundred miles or extra as a retreat for ladies, a spot for contemplation and get away from the cares of the area for a time, a couple of days, every week, occasionally longer. Elayne may virtually believe serenity within the air. She may need regretted bringing the realm into this quiet position, other than that she additionally introduced new wish. the 1st visual appeal of the horses coming round the leaning hill produced some distance much less stir than she anticipated. a few of the ladies stopped to observe, yet not more than that. Their garments assorted widely—Elayne even observed a sheen of silk right here and there—but a few carried baskets and others buckets, or nice white bundles of what needed to be wash. One held a couple of certain geese by way of the ft in both hand. Noblewoman and craftswoman, farmer and beggar, all have been both welcome right here, yet all people did a proportion of the paintings in the course of her remain. Aviendha seventy one THE direction OF DAGGERS touched Elayne’s arm, then pointed to the pinnacle of 1 of the hills, something like an inverted funnel skewed to at least one part. Elayne further a hand to the color of her hat and after a second observed stream. Small ask yourself not anyone was once stunned. Lookouts up there may possibly see somebody coming from far. A middling lady walked out to fulfill them in need of the farm constructions. Her costume used to be within the Ebou Dari variety, with a deep slender neckline, yet her darkish skirts and brightly coloured petticoats have been brief sufficient that she didn't have to carry them up out of the airborne dirt and dust. She didn't put on a wedding knife; the Kin’s principles prohibited marriage. The family members had too many secrets and techniques to maintain. “That’s Alise,” Reanne murmured, reining in among Nynaeve and Elayne. “She runs the farm this flip. She’s very clever. ” just like an afterthought, she extra, much more quietly, “Alise doesn't undergo fools gladly. ” As Alise approached, Reanne drew herself up in her saddle, squaring her shoulders as if for a trial. Middling used to be precisely how Elayne considered Alise, now not anyone to provide Reanne pause, definitely, even had she no longer been the Eldest of the Knitting Circle. Straight-backed, Alise seemed to be someplace in her heart years, neither narrow nor stout, tall nor brief, a bit grey flecking darkish brown hair that used to be tied again with a bit of ribbon, yet in a truly functional demeanour. Her face used to be unremarkable, notwithstanding friendly adequate, a delicate face, maybe a bit lengthy within the jaw. whilst she observed Reanne, she gave a fleeting glance of shock, then smiled. That smile remodeled every thing. It didn't make her appealing or perhaps lovely, yet Elayne felt warmed via it, comforted.