12-27-2025, 01:25 PM
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Amelia Thorne
Amelia watched and listened. Graciela shared her story with enthusiasm even as it sounded rehearsed. It was more likely this was a story she had told several times, merely adding to the end as necessary. She had likely expected the question from the Aes Sedai as well. Aes Sedai serenity cloaked her features. She wouldn’t speak ill of the Amyrlin Seat, and she wasn’t lying. The Tower’s resources would be stretched thin and they were probably more worried about the Seanchan than the Blight. It was part of what made Amelia’s hackles rise.
Beren returned and announced that he couldn’t find the Lady Nicole. Her eyes went to Lord Leodon. There was a moment where he seemed worried and maybe a bit hesitant in thought. Amelia would have overlooked it if he hadn’t hesitated when Lady Nicole had been mentioned before. She filed this information away as well, wondering what the relationship between Leodon and Nicole was.
The conversation moved along and she was to receive accommodations. It wasn’t surprising. Anyone Lord would do the same for any Aes Sedai. She felt the sting of pain in her heart at Leodon’s mention of her warder, but kept her face stoic. To her surprise, Lady Graciela offered her own accommodations. It wouldn’t be necessary, but acceptance would be expected of an Aes Sedai, and may offend the other woman if she refused. Amelia really hated politics.
”That is very kind of you, Lady Graciela. You have my thanks,” she said, bowing her head slightly before turning to Leodon. ”But accommodations are only needed for me. My Warder passed several years ago.”
Her heart wrenched at speaking of Eavin, but she continued the mask of serenity despite it. The pain she had felt at his death had been the worst she had felt. He died as few wardens did: peacefully in his sleep. He had always been such a kind man. She missed him greatly.
Beren returned and announced that he couldn’t find the Lady Nicole. Her eyes went to Lord Leodon. There was a moment where he seemed worried and maybe a bit hesitant in thought. Amelia would have overlooked it if he hadn’t hesitated when Lady Nicole had been mentioned before. She filed this information away as well, wondering what the relationship between Leodon and Nicole was.
The conversation moved along and she was to receive accommodations. It wasn’t surprising. Anyone Lord would do the same for any Aes Sedai. She felt the sting of pain in her heart at Leodon’s mention of her warder, but kept her face stoic. To her surprise, Lady Graciela offered her own accommodations. It wouldn’t be necessary, but acceptance would be expected of an Aes Sedai, and may offend the other woman if she refused. Amelia really hated politics.
”That is very kind of you, Lady Graciela. You have my thanks,” she said, bowing her head slightly before turning to Leodon. ”But accommodations are only needed for me. My Warder passed several years ago.”
Her heart wrenched at speaking of Eavin, but she continued the mask of serenity despite it. The pain she had felt at his death had been the worst she had felt. He died as few wardens did: peacefully in his sleep. He had always been such a kind man. She missed him greatly.