Lord of Chaos (The Wheel of Time, Book 6)
In this sequel to the outstanding New York Times bestseller The Fires of Heaven, we plunge back into Robert Jordan's terribly wealthy, completely unforgettable world:
On the slopes of Shayol Ghul, the Myrddraal swords are cast, and the sky isn't the sky of this world;
In Salidar the White Tower in exile prepares an embassy to Caemlyn, the place Rand Al'Thor, the Dragon Reborn, holds the throne--and the place an unforeseen customer may well switch the world....
In Emond's box, Perrin Goldeneyes, Lord of the 2 Rivers, feels the pull of ta'veren to ta'veren and prepares to march....
Morgase of Caemlyn unearths a so much unforeseen, and really unwelcome, ally....And south lies Illian, the place Sammael holds sway....
That. How?” “Worried?” Taim requested softly, then shrugged. “I can’t assist you. I don’t know the way; I simply did. I’m sane as . . . ” His eyes flickered towards Bashere, ignoring the opposite man’s flat stare. “ . . . as Lord Bashere.” yet Rand questioned, without warning. part the Maidens had back to gazing the remainder of the courtyard; they weren't more likely to concentration so deeply on one attainable risk that they overlooked others. the prospective possibility was once Taim, and the second one half the Maidens nonetheless had their eyes.
conflict. most likely prior to. You don’t look surprised.” “I have heard rumors. they'd to wreck loose eventually.” So the notice used to be spreading. Rand grinned even with himself. The Aes Sedai wouldn't be happy. other than the rest, there has been a undeniable excitement in tweaking their noses. “You can count on whatever at any time. Trollocs, Myrddraal, Draghkar, grey males, gholam . . . ” He hesitated, heron-branded palm stroking his lengthy sword hilt. He had no inspiration what a gholam was once. Lews Therin had now not.
consists of Tear and Cairhien in his pocket, and the Aiel to boot, it sort of feels. upload Andor, and Murandy and Altara—with us in it— fall if he sneezes. he's growing to be too robust, too speedy. He may perhaps come to a decision he doesn’t desire us. With Moiraine useless, there’s not anyone close to him we will be able to trust.” That made Nynaeve wince. Moiraine used to be the Aes Sedai who had introduced her and Rand out of the 2 Rivers and adjusted their lives. Her and Rand and Egwene and Mat and Perrin. She had sought after for therefore lengthy to make Moiraine pay for.
An Amyrlin, yet Sheriam and the handful of different Aes Sedai who had first geared up the arrivals in Salidar nonetheless stored the true keep watch over of items. “How many are they sending, Siuan?” Elayne gasped; evidently she had no longer considered this. That confirmed how disenchanted she was once. often she stuck nuances Nynaeve neglected. Siuan denied not anything. when you consider that being stilled she may lie like a wool service provider, but if she determined to be open, she used to be as open as a slap within the face. “Nine. ‘Enough to do honor to the Dragon.
Sun-dark seeing that coming north. The rimmed helmet bore no plumes now, and chips and dents marred the as soon as ornate gilding on his breastplate. His puffy-sleeved coat was once blue striped with black, yet displaying put on. “You instructed me to remind you of your rounds at this hour.” Edorion coughed into his fist; he ostentatiously didn't look at Betse. “But i may get back later for those who wish.” “I’ll come now,” Mat informed him. It was once very important to make rounds on a daily basis, investigate cross-check whatever varied on a daily basis; these.