What Was Meant to Be
LANFEAR: "Your friend Mat blew it. He doesn't know. He thought it was just a funny old relic. Fool boy. Call them, Rand. Call them, and I will give you Falme on a silver platter. All I ask in return..." (She steps closer, her breath cold) "...is one kiss. Freely given." the wheel of time s02e08 tvrip
EGWENE: (Weakly) "You're late."
PERRIN: "What now?"
RAND stands apart. His eyes flicker—not just blue-gray now, but momentarily burning with golden light. He looks toward the harbor. He feels it. A beacon. A challenge. What Was Meant to Be LANFEAR: "Your friend Mat blew it
MAT: (Not a prayer. A command.) "Come. Fight for the Light, you dead bastards." Rand. Call them