Disclaimer: I, permanentwhiplash, do not own the Wheel of Time
This a bit of a drabble, I guess...Lan and Nynaeve drabble...
R.I.P. James Oliver Rigney Jr.
She did tend to tease me. To order me about. But she was mine. My heart, my life. Where for forty years there had been nothing for me to live for, except to battle the Shadow, I met her. It was odd, I suppose, that the one who would fall in love with me and eventually turn me to her was destined to be an Aes Sedai. But I love her. I tried to refuse her, you see…and I hurt her. I knew that, but I had closed my heart to it. And the foolish girl-no…woman-woman showed her concern for me. Bloody ashes! I had to decide…then…later…but I never truly did. Moiraine knew…I knew that she knew, I was her Warder, after all…but still. Moiraine did us one great service, I suppose. Giving her the choice to stay…and she did. She stayed. And I lived. And I love her for it.
