Chapter 2

Lan road swiftly with Nynaeve safely in his arms, the danger was not over by far, Nynaeve was to injured to travel, she needed healing now. That left him with one option Amador, he knew few in the city but the Whitecloacks wouldn't anticipate them staying so near it could work.

Lan stopped on the outskirts of the busy town, looking down at Nynaeve's pale face. He was so used of seeing her strength and fire, never had she been as small as she now was in his arms. He prayed that he wasn't too late that she would make it, "Nynaeve you must remain awake if we have any chance at remaining unnoticed, I'm sorry my heart but we can't have a story of an injured women in Amador in are wake".

Nynaeve opened her eyes and stared at the man she thought was only a dream, he was here and he had called her his heart. Everything around her was spinning she didn't want to remain awake, not when it was his arms that offered such sweet dreams.

"I'm so sorry, but you must stay awake. We are in Amador and you must play my traumatised, over dramatic wife that was just attacked by thefts outside of the city. I need you to let your fire show and fight just a while longer, I cannot risk a fight, your injuries have to be attended to. The plan is to buy time and remain aloft during are stay, can you do this?"

Nynaeve looked into the man she loved eyes, sorrow was bellowing out of them. She knew he hated asking which meant there was no other way. She gathered what energy she had left, she would not let him hurt over her fool mess. "Of coarse I can, I am not some slip of a girl, and if you allow me I am certain I can manage to walk into the Inn."

"I think not Wisdom, that does not fit into my plan, you will stay in the arms of your loving husband, and you will not argue this time."

They rode into to town, Lan quickly found the Inn he wanted, this would work, she would be safe.

Nynaeve looked at their destination, "you have lost it, this place is crawling with Whitecloaks."

Amusement crossed his face, "will you ever trust me wisdom? I promise we will be safe my never be afraid when I am with you".

Her jaw dropped she was not afraid, he was just so aggravating. " I Lan Malkier am not afraid, you are just so..

Lan glanced down at her while he handed the rains to a stable boy and gracefully unmounted off the black stallion, "hush now, my wife all will be well".

Nynaeve hadn't even noticed how close they were to the Inn, damn that man. She would not be man handled in public, portrayed as a weak fragile wife. She would not!

Lan walked into the Inn, The room was glowing from fires that would not die until late into the night, laughter spilled out of the next room that had promises of strong ale and experienced women. He scanned the room and found the man he needed, the bald Inn keeper was currently fawning over what looked to be a captain in the Whiteclocks guard. He cleared his throat to draw their attention, and was rewarded with a glare from the captain.

The Inn keeper looked up, and wobbled over with the dear captain in tow, "are you looking to obtain a room lad?"

Lan laughed to himself, "Lord actually, and yes a room is why I find my self in a Inn. Speaking to what I must assume is it keeper?"

The Inn keeper glanced at the captain before replying, "Of coarse may lord, my I enquire what has happened to the lad?"

Lan glared at the man, "what happened is that this city is crawling with thefts and dark lovers. We were attacked, and my wife is beside herself, I should consider my self lucky I still have a wife."

The captain glanced at Nynaeve, Lans heart skipped a beat his hand already on his sword. "Thefts you say ah? Well you have picked the right place, the people of the light do protect their own. Blatio are you just going to stand there, a room is needed." He looked a Nynaeve, "do require a healer my lady?"

Nynaeve bit back her remark, "No I..well I can manage, they came from no were…so many, I was so afraid. Could you….I mean you look so strong, well I know how busy the people of the light are, I just…..."

The captains face light up at the compliment, suspicion erased for the moment, "you may rest easy my lady I will protect you, and hunt find the dark friends that attacked you."

Swallowing the bile in her mouth she swooned, "dddarrk friends, o mmy I can take no more, Its been a horrid evening."

Lan looked at the Inn keeper, "the room?" He tossed a bag, "this should me enough my wife of coarse requires the best". Lan hand handed the Inn keeper double what was needed, hoping it inspired him to hold his tong.

Blatio already turning towards the stairs, looking quiet pleased that the dark friends didn't take everything after all. "Of course my lord, please follow me. I will have food brought up and hot water for the lady."

Lan looked at the captain before following, "thank you, for your words I know my beloved will sleep softer now", than he shifted Nynaeve and followed the balding man up the stairs.

Sorry for the confusion with this chapter, I had issues uploading, lol ……