01 The Eye Of The World by Jordan Robert

Author:Jordan, Robert [Robert, Jordan,]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-04-10T16:53:27.587000+00:00

Rand was not offended, not as damp and bedraggled as he was. When Master Allwine mentioned the price, though, his eyes widened, and Mat made a sound as if he had choked on something.

The innkeepers jowls swung as he shook his head regretfully, but he seemed to be used to it. Times are hard, he said in a resigned voice. There isnt much, and what there is costs five times what it used to. Itll be more next month, Ill lay oath on it.

Rand dug his money out and looked at Mat. Mats mouth tightened stubbornly. You want to sleep under a hedge? Rand asked. Mat sighed and reluctantly emptied his pocket. When the reckoning was paid, Rand grimaced at the little that remained to divide with Mat.

But ten minutes later they were eating stew at a table in a corner near the fireplace, pushing it onto their spoons with chunks of bread. The portions were not as large as Rand could have wished, but they were hot, and filling. Warmth from the hearth seeped into him slowly. He pretended to keep his eyes on his plate, but he watched the door intently. Those who came in or went out all looked like farmers, but it was not enough to quiet his fear.

Mat ate slowly, savoring each bite, though he muttered about the light from the lamps. After a time he dug out the scarf Alpert Mull had given him and wound it around his forehead, pulling it down until his eyes were almost hidden. That got them some looks Rand wished they could have avoided. He cleaned his plate hurriedly, urging Mat to do the same, then asked Master Allwine for their room.

The innkeeper seemed surprised that they were retiring so early, but he made no comment. He got a candle and showed them through a jumble of corridors to a small room, with two narrow beds, back in a far corner of the inn. When he left, Rand dropped his bundles beside his bed, tossed his cloak over a chair, and fell on the coverlet fully dressed. All of his clothes were still damp and uncomfortable, but if they had to run, he wanted to be ready. He left the sword belt on, too, and slept with his hand on the hilt.

A rooster crowing jerked him awake in the morning. He lay there, watching dawn lighten the window, and wondered if he dared sleep a little longer. Sleep during daylight, when they could be moving. A yawn made his jaws crack.

Hey, Mat exclaimed, I can see! He sat up on his bed, squinting around the room. Some, anyway. Your face is still a little blurry, but I can tell who you are. I knew Id be all right. By tonight Ill see better than you do. Again.

Rand sprang out of bed, scratching as he scooped up his cloak. His clothes were wrinkled from drying on him while he slept, and they itched. Were wasting daylight, he said. Mat scrambled up as fast as he had; he was scratching, too.

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