A Journey North

[Emily Shale-Vanders]

Amelia Thorne

Amelia earned some looks as she followed the soldier through the camp. She heard the whispers of “Aes Sedai” as she passed. This had been expected. They had confirmations that the rumors were true. By nightfall the entire camp would probably know she was here. They arrived at Lord Taravin’s tent. Some people watched, their eyes going to the Lady wearing a blue dress in an Andoran cut. The soldier excused himself to go into the tent to alert Lord Taravin of her arrival. 

Moments later, officers exited. She moved to the side to allow them to pass, taking in their nods and respectful utterances of “My Lady” and “Aes Sedai.” The tent flap was being held open and she entered when indicated. 

Lord Taravin was a handsome man with bearing as well as formal and polite. He gave her a bow appropriate to one of her station. It was returned with a curtsy and a bowed head. ”Lord Taravin,” she said before rising to meet his eyes. ”I am Amelia Thorne, Aes Sedai of the Blue Ajah.”

Amelia stood tall, befitting that of an Andoran noblewoman, her hands clasped in front of her as she walked closer. ”The honor is mine, my Lord.” she kept her face serene, but a smile came to her eyes. ”When I was a child, House Thorne and House Taravin were friends. I’m glad to see that friendship has lasted.” Both houses had stood for House Trakand. She continued forward, stopping an appropriate distance away from Lord Taravin. ”Lord Taravin, I’m sure you have much to do, so I will not take up much of your time. Aes Sedai means “Servant of All,” and in that spirit of that, I come to serve you and your camp.”