For the second time on these shores, the Ever Victorious Army had suffered a devastating defeat, and Yulan did not think he was the only one who wept? Except for one dark sailor with tight curls — one of the Sea Folk, someone had said, though Mat wondered what one of the Atha'an Miere was doing so far from the sea — who followed him down the darkened street, arguing for a chance to make good his losses.