Moiraine

Moiraine stumbled through the tent flap with a hand to her head and a grimace on her face. Rand took the opportunity to watch as Moiraine appeared before him without her Aes Sedai mask of calm on. He admired her raw emotions, and wallowed in the beauty she had hidden beneath her hard exterior shell. “I guess it’s true that pain brings out the real person” Lews Therin cackled madly as Rand shut him out once again. Rand stood there and watched as Moiraine composed herself and took a seat facing the still standing Rand.

“Will you sit?” She asked all composed Aes Sedai again. Rand sat with a scowl and mentally kicking himself for thinking that this woman could ever be attractive.

“What are you here for today Moiraine? Here to tell me to hop on the first boat to Tar Valon?” Rand Smirked.

“I know you well enough now to know that won’t make you do anything, its times like these where you need a Gray sister handy.” She finished mumbling to herself.

“Then why are you here?” Rand asked suspiciously looking around, and for the first time realizing that Lan, her warder wasn’t in the room. He was usually by her side, and his warder cloak was such that it was hard for your eyes to focus on him, so it was easy to not notice him for a moment, in most cases meaning that you were dead. “Where’s Lan? Is he-?” Rand asked worriedly, if there was something that could hurt Lan, the man who had taught him the sword forms, then they were in for a fight.

“Don’t be stupid Rand, he’s not hurt or dead or whatever you were insinuating.” She said as her face twisted again in discomfort and her hand went to her head.

“What’s wrong with your head?” Rand asked.

“How nice of you to care.” She said dryly.

“Look, I’m trying to be nice here, I could’ve told you to leave.”

“No you wouldn’t.” She said as she stared into his eyes with such intensity that he had to look away before she confirmed her statement. “It’s Lan.”

“What is?”

“The cause of my pain.”

“What happened?” He asked

“We got into a bitter fight, and he stormed off before I was able to apologize for my use of phrasing on a couple of statements.” She blushed, she actually blushed! “Through the warder’s bond I could tell that he was angry, and I know that he could feel me as well. He knows I don’t like ****, and so he went straight there, I felt one shot, two, three go down before he stopped. Whether he was drunk or not, I don’t know. Thankfully I have a high tolerance, otherwise I fear I would have come wobbling in like a drunkard.” That would’ve been something to see, thought Rand. “I keep feeling these throbs through the bond every so often.”

“What is he doing now, do you know? Maybe I can go and get him.” Rand suggested.

“Would you really? Ok, let me concentrate on the bond here.” She said as she concentrated. Suddenly her cheeks took on a faint red tinge that gradually grew darker and darker until she was fully blushing. Her breathing grew heavier and her breasts heaved beneath her dress, until she finally broke the connection and sat up straight with a start once she saw Rand sitting there open mouthed. She stood up and abruptly made her way out of the tent still red in the face, though Rand didn’t know if it was from arousal or rage. Rand jumped up and ran after her, he knew his bodyguard of Aiel were watching him in wonderment, and he saw a runner run off to the tents of the Wise Ones, so he knew that at least Aviendha would know what happened if not all the Wise Ones. Rand stopped outside Moiraine’s tent from habit, Lan wasn’t here this time, he could walk straight in and find out what was going on. He heard rustling from behind the tent flap and he felt an urge to just go in and see what was happening, hopefully she was horny beyond belief and was stripping, or at least that’s what his wildest dreams thought.