The Grey Tower

Liaran smiled up at her Warder as they walked back towards the Grey Tower. "It was a nice evening," she said in response to his comment. "I even enjoyed parts of it." That was an accomplishment for her when it came to such events, and Liaran strongly suspected that the company of the man beside had had more to do with that than anything else. Though she said nothing to him about it, her gratitude for Haeden's presence would likely be obvious to him, through both their shared bond and his knowledge of her.

She remained at his side, almost completely quiet, as they proceeded up the stairs and through the halls of the Tower. When they reached the relative peace of the Blue Ajah halls where they made their home, the space was empty enough that Liaran felt comfortable reaching for Haeden's hand.