Oh good, we’re back to the good characters of the story! Looks like everyone in the book is on a boat right now, isn’t that interesting? Egwene’s group rides along the Erinin river, Cairhien on one side (who are civil warring) and Andor on the other (who are demonstratively not civil warring). The ship crew, knowing they’re in the presence of Aes Sedai, spend a lot of time gibbering and bowing to the three young women.

Egwene thinks about her ter’angreal and entering Tel’aran’rhiod a few more times with nothing too adventurous happening. She saw a bunch of stuff that probably foreshadows the next 86 books, but I’m not going to remember any of them! It all doesn’t matter right now. One dream was about Mat getting chased by a Gray Man, and both Egwene and Elayne wonder why anyone would be chasing down Mat in the first place (probably because Mat sucks ass? I’m just kidding here folks!), but Egwene grumbles that it doesn’t do either of them good to know. They can’t do anything about it anyway.

The ship crashes into something: a sunken ship. Captain Ellisor doesn’t think that they’ll be able to get off of it, but another ship might be coming soon so they can just wait. Nynaeve is like “fuck that” and disembarks the ship to head to Jurene on foot. Egwene and Elayne grudgingly follow, with Egwene grumbling that Nynaeve still thinks she’s the Wisdom of Fuck Mountain.

The three of them argue until, suddenly, a figure pops out of the bushes directly in front of them!

It’s Lawrence Fishburne and he’s super mad!