The Wheel of Time belongs to Robert Jordan, I just play here.
Chapter 2.
Gabrelle walked briskly towards the Crafts Town. Of course, she could never be seen as Gabrelle at the palace, or as Aby in the village, so she had a small seamstress's workshop where she changed. She would come in the front of the small building, go through the workshop into the small, partitioned- off room in the back where Mistress Canler would sit if there was no one in the shop, and change there. Then she would leave through the back door. No one was in the workshop at this time of the afternoon. Mistress Canler lived with her husband in the village and she would already have left to make supper.
Valen had followed the woman into the Crafts Town, sneaking silently into the house after her. The sun had not gone down yet, but inside the workshop it was dark enough to hide between the bolts of cloth. He could just see the woman in the back room, which was lighter so it would be hard for her to spot him in turn. He wondered briefly what she was doing here, the M'Hael had been sure she would go either to the village or to Caemlyn. If she were to meet anyone here, he would have to act quickly. Then suddenly he felt his skin crawl and he gasped as he saw her shimmer slightly and change. The woman was Aes Sedai! For a moment he hesitated. Then he remembered the M'Hael's orders that she should not be allowed to reach her destination.
Gabrelle was nervous as she entered, quickly going into the back room. It was sparsely furnished with a table, a chair, a small fireplace and a few hooks for cloaks and hats. She let go of the Mirror of Mists and if her senses had not been heightened by Saidar, she would not have heard the small gasp.
"Who is there?" she called, then cursed herself for giving her advantage away, letting them know she had heard. Light, she really was so nervous she did not know what she was doing! She filled herself with Saidar, throwing up a shield of Air. Almost at the same time, she felt something push at the Source, and she lashed out, slicing the invisible flows that tried to shield her. She tried to counter with a shield of her own, but whoever was after her, he was too strong. The next moment a fireball slammed into her shield of Air, bouncing off and setting fire to the tablecloth. She ignored the fire, throwing lightning into the other room while backing away to the door. She still couldn't see who it was who had followed her, but she was certain he was not a full Asha'man or she would have been dead already. Taim must not have known who she was! She still had a chance.
Opening the door without taking her eyes off the front room, she backed through, then she threw a wide scattering of fireballs into the workshop. Using those as cover she let the shield of Air weaken so she had enough of the One Power left to open a Gateway. She was not strong enough to handle a Gateway while holding so much Saidar into a shield, and with the shield up, even a weak one, she could just manage a small one. She had to duck to get through the opening. But it was big enough. Under normal circumstances, Travelling within the Black Tower was strictly forbidden, the danger of hitting anyone too great. But Logain had a small area behind the house that was always left open, if unmarked, and it was here she emerged and let the Gateway slam shut behind her. She rushed into the house, flustered and out of breath, then burst into Logain's room.
Of course Logain had already felt her shock and fear. In a few brief sentences she told him what had happened. He listened, his expression grim. "Is the Forsaken gone?" he asked.
"He was gone when I left, I do not know if Taim has a way of contacting him," Gabrelle said.
"Let's hope he doesn't," Logain replied. Then he called Toveine and rushed out, Gabrelle and Toveine following
Chapter 2.
Gabrelle walked briskly towards the Crafts Town. Of course, she could never be seen as Gabrelle at the palace, or as Aby in the village, so she had a small seamstress's workshop where she changed. She would come in the front of the small building, go through the workshop into the small, partitioned- off room in the back where Mistress Canler would sit if there was no one in the shop, and change there. Then she would leave through the back door. No one was in the workshop at this time of the afternoon. Mistress Canler lived with her husband in the village and she would already have left to make supper.
Valen had followed the woman into the Crafts Town, sneaking silently into the house after her. The sun had not gone down yet, but inside the workshop it was dark enough to hide between the bolts of cloth. He could just see the woman in the back room, which was lighter so it would be hard for her to spot him in turn. He wondered briefly what she was doing here, the M'Hael had been sure she would go either to the village or to Caemlyn. If she were to meet anyone here, he would have to act quickly. Then suddenly he felt his skin crawl and he gasped as he saw her shimmer slightly and change. The woman was Aes Sedai! For a moment he hesitated. Then he remembered the M'Hael's orders that she should not be allowed to reach her destination.
Gabrelle was nervous as she entered, quickly going into the back room. It was sparsely furnished with a table, a chair, a small fireplace and a few hooks for cloaks and hats. She let go of the Mirror of Mists and if her senses had not been heightened by Saidar, she would not have heard the small gasp.
"Who is there?" she called, then cursed herself for giving her advantage away, letting them know she had heard. Light, she really was so nervous she did not know what she was doing! She filled herself with Saidar, throwing up a shield of Air. Almost at the same time, she felt something push at the Source, and she lashed out, slicing the invisible flows that tried to shield her. She tried to counter with a shield of her own, but whoever was after her, he was too strong. The next moment a fireball slammed into her shield of Air, bouncing off and setting fire to the tablecloth. She ignored the fire, throwing lightning into the other room while backing away to the door. She still couldn't see who it was who had followed her, but she was certain he was not a full Asha'man or she would have been dead already. Taim must not have known who she was! She still had a chance.
Opening the door without taking her eyes off the front room, she backed through, then she threw a wide scattering of fireballs into the workshop. Using those as cover she let the shield of Air weaken so she had enough of the One Power left to open a Gateway. She was not strong enough to handle a Gateway while holding so much Saidar into a shield, and with the shield up, even a weak one, she could just manage a small one. She had to duck to get through the opening. But it was big enough. Under normal circumstances, Travelling within the Black Tower was strictly forbidden, the danger of hitting anyone too great. But Logain had a small area behind the house that was always left open, if unmarked, and it was here she emerged and let the Gateway slam shut behind her. She rushed into the house, flustered and out of breath, then burst into Logain's room.
Of course Logain had already felt her shock and fear. In a few brief sentences she told him what had happened. He listened, his expression grim. "Is the Forsaken gone?" he asked.
"He was gone when I left, I do not know if Taim has a way of contacting him," Gabrelle said.
"Let's hope he doesn't," Logain replied. Then he called Toveine and rushed out, Gabrelle and Toveine following