The Grey Tower

He could never experience the same feelings about the sea, in the same ways, as she did. Anymore than she could feel the same about watching a herd of horses dancing in a wide-open field. One could appreciate and admire and even love it, but it would still never be quite the same as those who had gr...

"I am happy to stay here a while longer, or however long you wish to," he said easily. Even if he had very little (no) experience being on the water, he felt himself already acclimating to the motion and the different feeling in the air. The sights, sounds, smells were all different, but a...

Haeden chuckled quietly, his deep voice barely audible beyond where they stood but the sound reverberating in his chest. He wasn't amused at her, of course, and he knew that she would know that. No, it was simply how once again, they were a lot alike. He knew that if anyone looked at them just on th...

The tall Gaidin didn't hesitate to wrap an arm, strengthened from many a year in the training yards, around his wife. Her feelings over the moment practically radiated from her, though he knew he was the only one who would be able to sense it. He was perfectly happy to have it that way, as well. So ...

Whither thou she went... He would have followed her regardless, but the idea of seeing dolphins off in the water was intriguing on its own and something he would have wanted to see if he was alone. Being with Liaran--his Aes Sedai, his wife--just made it all the better. He was just two steps behind ...

Her suggestion, he had to admit, caught him by surprise--not in a bad way, and perhaps it shouldn't have. It just was not anything he'd ever have considered doing himself. There weren't very many cliffs with water below them around the Grey Tower, after all. As he took in the idea, his eyes followed...

When she first began to respond, he easily imagined that she had spent as much time working when she was young as she did as an adult at the Grey Tower. He knew he'd been similar so it wasn't like he was judgmental over that. After his parents had died, he'd become a frightfully serious young man an...

For Haeden, there was no irony in it to say that it was just another training session. For this blademaster, son of a blademaster and infamous Reaper of the Yards as well as the Head of the Green Ajah--once dead and returned, once Amyrlin, he had attended many, many training sessions. He was a stude...

Haeden remained where he was as she moved point to point, but he shifted to watch her. He enjoyed the sense of...relaxation, perhaps, that he felt and saw from her. It was subtle, something others probably wouldn't even notice the way he did, but he appreciated it. For a moment, he looked beyond her...

The feeling beneath his feet was certainly a...new sensation, to say the least. It wasn't like he spent all his time with his own feet on the ground, but even when he was riding a horse, there was still a sense of the ground beneath you. This was entirely foreign to what that was like, what he was u...