Harrow squares her shoulders and leads Moiraine up the stairs to room 99. "I thought to stay here until I have regained my equilibrium from some recent events," she says, almost penitently, her eyes on lock as she opens it. "Time is not passing in my world while I am here, and a headstart is the only advantage one can claim by choice, after all."

As she opens the door her wards reach out to her magic, like great eager murderous puppies, and she soothes them with a single pass.