Kitchen duty! The girls are scrubbing pots and pans and mopping floors and cleaning microwaves. Verin steps into the kitchen wide-eyed like she just entered the mothership and asks loudly if the girls had found anything out yet. The answer is: shut up. Other Aes Sedai enter for various legitimate reasons, and Egwene suspects every single damn one of them for being a rotten Black Ajah piece of shit.

Later they all retire to Egwene’s room. Elayne talks about wanting a Green Ajah orgy, and Egwene knows that Elayne wants to bone Rand. After this brief diversion, Egwene is ready to use her ter’angreal ring. They discuss the possible benefits of all three using it at once, but Egwene is insistent that she wants the two of them watching her in case things go awry. Egwene goes to sleep and OH BOY ANOTHER DREAM SEQUENCE.

This one is better though, because it’s kinda like lucid dreaming. She’s in a pretty meadow, wearing a pretty dress, and decides that this isn’t as scary as Verin made it out to be. No way that it’s actually dangerous, you know?

She finds Perrin chained to a pillar with a large wolf nearby. The wolf bares its fangs at Egwene, and Egwene desperately tries to get Perrin’s attention before the wolf attacks and hurts/kills her in real life. Perrin snaps out of stupor, says “No! Egwene”, and then a door suddenly slams in Egwene’s face.

The next part of the dream involves Rand, who appears to be dreaming himself and is very wary of any visitors. He’s downright rude is what he is, yelling at Egwene to go away, filthy harpy! His own mother offered him a poisoned cake. His own father had brandished a knife. And some other woman offered KISSES! Rand cannot be swayed by kisses! Not anymore!

Egwene runs away and desperately asks her ring for some real answers. She opens her eyes and she’s in a large, domed chamber. A hideous old woman named Silvie shows up, recognizing Egwene even though Egwene doesn’t recognize her. Silvie says here in the Heart of the Stone there are all sorts of great, lovely answers that she seeks! She calls Ishamael, one of the Forsaken, a fool, and encourages Egwene to do the same. She complies and calls the Dark One a fool. She gets giddy about that.

There’s a sword hovering in the air. Callandor, the Sword That Is Not a Sword, the Sword That Cannot Be Touched, the Sword That Looks Like a Penis. Egwene reaches out with her saidar and discovers that there seems to be a barrier over the sword that is woven with both saidar AND saidin. So a man and a woman must joing forces, eh? Fun! Jon Arbuckle and MJ Watson is my guess.

Egwene tries to leave but she can’t. Silvie taunts her mildly, saying that she shouldn’t be here if she can’t get out. Then Silvie tells her not to worry, that she’ll put her back safely in her bed. Then Egwene shrieks in pain like Silvie stuck a red hot poker up her vagina.

Egwene wakes up to find no visible injuries. Elayne and Nynaeve report that Egwene never moved or muttered in her sleep, so they couldn’t tell anything was amiss. Egwene then speaks of Callandor in the Heart of the Stone in Tear, so now they know where the Black Ajah are going for sure. They all discuss making arrangements to leave for Tear. Elayne wants to send a letter to her mother, and Nynaeve has the perfect person to do it for her. Someone who is in the city and wants to leave anyway.

Someone with a Mat-y type name.

Someone who looks rather Cauthon-y

Someone like Galad! LOL!

What a long writeup. Sorry, folks! My typing fingers are itchy!