A Journey North

[Emily Shale-Vanders]

Amelia Thorne

Amelia was both surprised and not at Leodon’s response. He would assume, both by her noble birth and the fact she was Aes Sedai, that mundane tasks would be underneath her. Amelia worked in charity, and in that line of work, Amelia had often had to get her hands dirty. She felt a little like he didn’t want her here, and it was by no means her intention to get in his way. Whether he wanted her here or not was immaterial. She would get to Shienar. She had to. 

Amelia didn’t even know why she had to go there. She just knew she did. Amelia could almost feel the pattern pushing her to the borderlands. There was a reason she needed to be there. She knew it. She had tried to ignore the tug, but it was ever present. And then she found herself near an army headed directly there. Of course she wouldn’t tell Leodon that. Men couldn’t understand much more than what you put in front of them. But perhaps Lady Graciela - she might understand. Amelia would play her cards close to the chest on that for now though. 

”If my presence raises morale, I would call that a job well done,” Amelia said with a light nod of the head. ”But should the need arise where you need me, you only need to ask. Advice, healing - although I’m not as gifted as my yellow sisters, I can heal, or even just someone to talk to that isn’t a soldier, I’m here. And I would welcome the opportunity to meet Lady Graciela.”

Lady Graciela arrived and Amelia looked as she entered. The woman held herself in a way that only royalty seemed to do correctly. A young girl, perhaps on the cusp of adolescence trailed behind her, both offering curtsies. ”The honor is mine, Lady Graciela,” she said, bowing her head in respect. ”I am Amelia Thorne, Aes Sedai of the Blue Ajah

Amelia then turned toward the girl. Amelia’s serene mask didn’t falter, but inside, her insides quivered. A child. She had always wanted a child. Perhaps a young lady like this one. The opportunity never came and her child bearing years were long gone. She had taught lessons in the tower, but it had not filled that need or emptiness.

She offered the girl a smile. ”And you, child, what might your name be?