The black and the white.

Dulain's green eyes studied the black haired woman who lay unconscious on the ground before him. She was wounded, the fingers on her left hand were bent back at an unnatural angle, broken, no doubt. Dulain sighed, as he knelt at the side of her, lifting her her head up by the chin to study her face. She had several lacerations running across her face, without care, they would probably leave some serious scarring. Her lips and face were swollen, she seemed to be in a lot of pain. Her breath was ragged, and weak. She needed his help or she would probably die. He closed his hands around of her face, as he reached for Saidin, shivering as the essence of life and death filled him. His skill with healing was limited, old man Flinn had tried to teach Dulain more of then the basics of healing, but Dulain just didn't have it in him. When he released Saidin, he gave a start as he removed his hands from the young woman's face. She was far more beautiful than he had first thought. Her curly dark hair went well with her pale, almost white complexion. She had high cheekbones in a suitably round face, her lips pouted in a way that under other circumstances would have seemed challenging to Dulain. He had done all he could to help her as far as his Healing ability went. However, he did know how to make a splint. He needed something flat and about the size of her hand and a cloth suitable to be wrapped around it, to keep it in place. He found that a broken off table leg would suffice. He tore the dead woman's dress where it was not bloodied, and quickly wrapped the cloth tightly against her hand against the piece of wood, pausing for a moment when whimpers rose from her.
When Dulain's eyes fell on her other hand, he froze. He instantly recognized the great serpent ring. By the light, she is an Aes Sedai. But he couldn't just leave her now, it was too late for that, as he had saved her from certain death. He couldn't just walk away, not anymore. He scooped her up in his arms and propped her head against his shoulder, pausing a moment to look at her. Light. she is beautiful. Dulain gave himself a shake, and forced all those kinds of thoughts out of his head. After all, she was an Aes Sedai. He reached for Saidin and fixed a place in his head. He wove a gateway, and a shiver ran down his spine as he walked through it...
All the while the shiver lingered along his spine...

Zaide woke up with a jolt, instinctively pulling her hands to her face. She couldn't feel any scar tissue, but a sharp pain surged through her left hand. She could remember all too vividly how the bones in her hand sounded while breaking. She winced at the thought, deciding to look around at her surroundings to take her mind of the throbbing pain in her hand. She could see a small village, with a harbor and thick woods spanning in all other directions, save for the ocean. Due to groggyness she hadn't noticed that someone was carrying her until that person suddenly stopped. She turned her head slowly, a dark clad man was looking down at her, the afternoon sun reflecting in his green eyes. She tried to scream and thrash but the man hastily clasped a hand over her mouth, she even reached for Saidar but she was too scared to focus.
"I will not hurt you Aes Sedai" He said, neither his voice or expression wavering an inch. "If I remove my hand, will you promise me you won't make a fuss?" She slowly nodded in response.
As he removed his hand and set her down on the ground, Zaide could feel her legs almost giving way, and she ended up leaning against the man for support despite her best efforts.
"Are you alright, Aes Sedai?" She blinked at the title, giving herself a shake.
"Yes... I'm fine." She managed a suitably regal voice, despite her state.
"It's only a short distance left, are you sure you don't want me to carry you there?" His voice was filled with concern, but it scared Zaide how still his face was, and those eyes. She felt like those eyes looked at her as if he knew everything about her, it gave her chills.
"A short distance left where?" She asked, failing at masking her suprise.
The man offered her a thin smile, "To somewhere I've not been in a long time..." She blinked, dumbfounded. He raised his eyes towards the village, lowering his voice "I'm going home."