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After spending some time by the lake with Will, looking at the stars, Moiraine returns to her room. She carefully places the blue stone dish on the table, near a waterglass that holds two blue flowers and a sprig of rosemary entwined with amaranth. An observer, were there one to see, might notice that the pattern on the dish matches that of the blue flowers in the glass.

She sighs quietly, then lies down and wills herself to sleep.