Falme is full of people running around all willy-nilly, scared and horny. Min frantically looks for her crew, but Eggy, Nynny, and Layney are nowhere to be found. She looks toward the harbor and doesn’t see Bayle Domon’s ship anymore (maybe). Then she finds a house that she is drawn toward due to her weird Sight and finds an unconscious Rand in the back garden. His hand is branded by the heron from the sword hilt. He has a cauterized wound on his side. He must be feverish, but that bitch is ice-cold!

Min drags Rand’s limp, 7’8″ body to a bed inside and covers him up. After Min realizes that Rand isn’t warming up, she’s like “I BETTER GET INTO THE BED WITH HIM” and then she knocks over nightstands and lamps and clocks leaping into the bed. She looks in his ramshackle face and starts monologuing about how she finds Rand so interesting in spite of literally everything about him. His appearance, his personality, his background, his lack of skills and talents, his breath that smells like sheep shit. Damn the Pattern and the Web and the Wheel and all the other forces that are bringing her to him! Damn them! DAMN! DAMN DAMN DAMN!

While Min fondles Rand’s balls, probably, Egwene is spotted in the doorway. Whoops! Egwene explains that she and Elayne were drawn to this room somehow. There’s a whole “WHICH WOMAN WILL RAND CHOOSE” conversation even though that’s a very boring conversation. Like, who gives a shit. I don’t. Rand can marry a bag of flour.

A voice from the door perks up Min after Egwene leaves. A beautiful woman enters the room dressed in all white (Selene, likely) and she reveals herself to be the dreaded Lanfear! Oh no! At least I think she’s dreaded. I don’t know much about Lanfear yet other than she’s bossy as shit. She tells Min that Rand’s HER man and she best stay away else she’ll shoot her in the face like Alec Baldwin. But… like… take care of him while she’s gone, k? Great.

Bornhald is dead! The end.