Lord of the Morning
Joined: 19 Sep 2007
Location: Shanaine, Manetheren
|Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2012 4:42 am
Post subject: LoC 44-45 (FRR)
|LoC Ch. 44 "The Color of Trust"
Give me your trust said the Aes Sedai
On my Shoulders I support the sky.
Trust me to know and to do what is best,
And I will take care of the rest.
But trust is the color of a dark seek growing.
Trust is the color of a heart's blood flowing.
Trust is the color of a soul's last breath.
Trust is the color of death.
Give me your trust, said the queen on her throne,
for I must bear the burden all alone.
Trust me to lead and to judge and to rule,
and no man will think you a fool.
But trust is the sound of the grave-dog's bark.
Trust is the sound of betrayal in the dark.
Trust is the sound of a soul's last breath.
Trust is the sound of death.
"He strode on down the street to the next bonfire as much to get away from that song as anything, before it went through "the King on high" and "the lady and lord" to "the love of your life" in his head. In that old memory he remembered writing that song, because of the love of his life. Trust is the taste of death."
If the love of your life will do for you, who can you trust? The answer is of course, no one. Trust, or lack thereof, is central theme in tWoT. All the characters have problems with it. Maybe Rand and Mat most of all - sometimes you can't even trust yourself. "The Color of Trust" is, in my opinion, the best song in WoT, and its layered meanings fit in nicely with Mat's experiences in Salidar. Can he trust any of the girls? Can Egwene trust anyone. Can anyone trust Egwene? Does trust exist? Trust *is* death, but if you trust no one, you might as well be dead.
Mat has a couple of run ins in Salidar that almost stretch the limits of credibility (as if Mat himself doesn't-ha):
"He danced a short time with the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life, a slim yet buxom armful who wanted to know all about Mat Cauthon. Very flattering, especially when she had asked him to step out. But after a while he noticed that Halima had a way of brushing against him, a way of leaning to look at something so he could not help seeing down her dress. He might have enjoyed it, if not for the fact that she glanced at his face every time with a sharp eye and amuses smile. She was not a very good dancer--she kept trying to lead, for one thing--and he finally begged off.
It should have been nothing, but before he had gone ten paces the foxhead went icy cold on his chest. He spun around, looking furiously for anything at all. What he saw was Halima staring at him in the firelight. Only for an instant before she seized a tall Warder's arm and whirled back into the dance, but he was sure he had seen shock on that beautiful face."
Boy, when RJ decides to beat you over the head with it, he beats you over the head with it. Trying to lead in dancing, 'teasing the men like a child with a new toy,' the foxhead going cold, ok we get it, she's a man in a female body channeling saidin.
" 'I saw your eyes, and I couldn't help coming over. Will you dance?" Too late he saw the Great Serpent ring on her right hand, and then that sweet mouth opened and a voice he recognized said dryly, "I asked you once whether you'd be there when the house was burning down, boy, but it seems you make a habit of jumping into fires. Now go away and find somebody who wants to dance with you."
Siuan Sanche! She was stilled and dead! She was glaring at him with some young woman's face she had stolen, was what she was and wearing an Aes Sedai ring! He has asked Siuan Sanche to dance!"
Poor Mat, of all the people in Salidar, he had to run into Siuan and Halima/Aran'gar/Dudesaken. He just has no luck...or is that he has all the luck? Myrelle, Delana, and half of Salidar try to bond him. He might have actually been overjoyed to receive Egwene's summons.
" 'Should you think you can do neither," she finished," remember that I can have you tied to your horse and returned to your Band of the Hand. There is no room in Salidar for slackers and malingerers. I will not allow it. For you, Mat, it's either Ebou Dar with Elayne and Nynaeve, or off to see who you can impress with flags and banners."
Which left really no choice at all, of course. When he said so, nobody's expression changed. If anything, Nynaeve grew more wooden. And Egwene just said, "I'm glad that is done, Mat. Now I have a thousand things to do. I will try to see you before you go." Dismissed like a stableboy; the Amyrlin was busy. The least she could have done was toss him a copper."
I really hate how Egwene (and company) treat Mat here. She doesn't have to do this. Keep him in the dark, and then treat him like a servant. The Band is getting her out of a trap she couldn't get out of on her own, but no coppers for Mat. I get it though, Mat is a wastrel. He was "given" his command by Rand, he has no talents or redeeming qualities, he's just a boy she grew up with and she's the grand high poo pah Amyrlin Seat. I also know I'm biased. I like Mat and I've cultivated a healthy dislike of Egwene. Rand manipulates and uses people as well, but somehow it seems more honest when he does it.
On the other hand, I love what Mat does for Egwene the next morning at the Ebou Dar launch party:
"To the Pit of Doom with them if they think they can treat a Two Rivers woman that way he thought grimly.
Striding to meet Egwene, he swept off his hat and bowed, making the best leg he knew how, and he could flourish with the best when he had to. "Good morning, Mother, and the Light shine on you," he said, loud enough to be heard in the village. Kneeling, he seized her right hand and kissed her Great Serpent ring. A quick glare and a grimace directed at Talmanes and the others, and hidden by Egwene from those behind her, had them all scrambling to kneel and call out, "The Light illumine you, Mother," or some variation. Even Thom and Juilin."
White Knight Mat at his finest. Ewene thinks he deserves being used and that Elyane will 'teach him manners.' Yeah...that's gonna happen. I can't wait til Egwene find out The Band's true reputation. Onward! To Ebou Dar!
LoC Ch. 45 "A Bitter Thought"
"He sweetcheeks his eye at a thin woman with a wide nose coming out of a tall house that must belong to a merchant; she stood frowning at the street before finally donning a wide-brimmed straw hat and hurrying off. Vilnar shook his head. He could not have said how old she was, but that was not enough. He knew how to recognize an Aes Sedai."
Most likely, Marillen Gemalphin, the cat loving Black Ajah, last seen in Tanchico, in the Panarch's Palace. There have been rumors of an Aes Seda who heals cats for as long as Rand as been in Caemlyn, but always the next street over.
Perrin's back in the story after an almost two book hiatus (not counting the prologue). RJ has left each of his ta'veren out of at least one book. Perrin's was tFoH and Mat's will be tPoD. Nominally, Rand's was tDR (he had 1 chapter at the beginning and end), but he was barely in CoT and had no PoVs in ToM. Rand is different though, the whole world revolves around him, she he can not make an appearance and still have the whole book be about him.
Am I glad Perrin is back? Not really, but he had to be at some point, right? Your mileage may differ- I know there are a lot of Perrin-philes (that sounds perverted huh) out there.
Short chapter. Perrin enters Caemlyn, is waylaid by one of Bashere's officers and escorted to Rand. Perrin thinks about the "ta'veren pulling," giving some detail on what he (and presumably Mat) feel. It's not a directional feeling, just an "itch" or a need to be near Rand. He had to follow rumor to get to CAmelyn . The meeting with Rand doesn't go at all the way he expects, but not really sure what he was expecting:
"He was tired, and different in other ways too. The Rand Perrin had last seen in Tear had not been soft, for from it, but this Rand made that one look an innocent farmboy. He did not blink often enough, as if a blink might hide what he needed to see. Perrin recognized something of that look; he had seen it on the faces of Two Rivers men after the Trolloc attacks, after the fifth, the tenth, when it seemed hope was gone but you went on fighting because the cost of giving up was too great."
Perrin has had his misadventures that have hardened him (Two Rivers Campaign mostly), but nothing on the magnitude of what rand has (and will) experience. In typical Perrin fashion, he doubts Rand's sanity, for all the wrong reasons, and then has the whole 'he's got to hold on til TG' internal monologue, because the fate of the world depends on it. I don't fault Perrin, specifically, for this, it's standard mantra for most characters in the books. 'Shoo, go pay for I'll salvation, and don't let the door hit your ass on the way out, and please don't come back, you've been declared you anathema.' I'm kinda shocked that Rand hasn't said hell with it, sold his soul and went over to the dark side yet. I guess that wouldn't make a very good story though. The indomitable will of the human spirit is a large part of the story as well.
Perrin and Rand argue about, what else, Aes Sedai:
"Perrin sat down. Moiraine? It did not seem possible. "If Alanna and Verin are here..." He rolled the goblet between his palms. He could not really make himself trust either woman. "Have you asked their advice?' "
I'd be a lot more ambivalent if Perrin ever asked advise himself, but I seem to remember his relationship with Verin and Alanna as being a tad more stormy than that. He follows up with this:
"If a tenth of the stories I've been hearing ever since Baerlon are even half-true, this might be the worst possible time to have Aes Sedai angry with you. I don't pretend to know what's going on in the Tower,but--"
Please be a good boy Rand, we don't want those precious Aes Sedai upset with you. Rand tells him what he knows (or thinks he knows), including the situation with the two embassies, which makes Perrin say...
" 'Light,' Perrin breathed. "Light! You mean to say part of the Aes Sedai really have rebelled, and you've put yourself square between the Tower and the rebels? Two bears ready to fight, and you go picking cloudberries between them! Did you never think never think you might have enough trouble from Aes Sedai without that? I tell you true, Rand. Siuan Sanche made my toes curl up in my boots, but at least you knew where you stood with her. She made me feel like I was a horse and she was trying to decide wether I'd do for a long had ride, but at least she made it plain she didn't mean to saddle me herself."
Perrin is apparently the Aes Sedai expert after five minutes with Siuan in tGH and having Verin and Alanna tolerate him in tSR. I guess the rationale is if Rand leaves them alone, they'll leave him alone (uproarious laughter) and being controlled by the Tower is better than being in the middle of the SAS and TAS civil war. I could understand if Perrin weren't being a hypocrite, what a rube. Rand's an idiot too though, apparently he believes in the "third faction." Yeah Rand there is a third faction, THEY'RE CALLED THE BLACK AJAH.
Carai an Caldazar! Carai an Ellisande! Al Ellisande!