taking ownership of the responsibilities as Eldest again. “How long would you have him wait?” At the question a hint of iron crept back into her stance, and she shook her head the barest amount. “Not one second longer. But I would like to say good-bye first.” Without waiting for permission, she crossed to the bed and seated herself, bending low to touch her forehead to Dura’s, speaking. Pellin couldn’t hear them, but he felt no desire to move closer. That she might say something the Vigil would find