O, Seanchan! Seanchan!
SEANCHAN.
[Rising.]
Go where you will,
So it be out of sight and out of mind.
I cast you from me like an old torn cap,
A broken shoe, a glove without a finger,
A crooked penny; whatever is most worthless.
FEDELM.
[Bursts into tears.]
SEANCHAN.
[Takes her in his arms.]