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  1. We Went For a Ride (WIP)

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    There were no haylofts that night to encamp in, but Moiraine's hair managed to get mussed all over again although not nearly as badly as Ryne's. Somehow they ended up on the forest floor with his shirt half unlaced and her moaning like a tavern wench. His fingers flickering between her thighs snapped her back to reality. Light, her heart was beating so hard she could choke on it.

     

    "Ryne," that breathy voice was surely not hers. "Ryne, we cannot do this." That was suitably firm.

     

    He gave her that small smile of his. "You mean you do not want this?"

     

    "I mean we cannot do...this...here." If she blushed any harder she'd melt.

     

    Ryne rose, and only then when his warmth left her did she became aware of being naked to the waist. Ryne did not hide his admiration, which surprisingly Moiraine didn't mind. Until she heard a soft chuckle from fifteen feet away and remembered who else was in the wood. Thank the Light for thick tree trunks.

  2. We Went For a Ride (WIP)

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    I promised Kaitlin I would post the start of this fic, so it is not finished, only just began! But it is a promised fulfilled. :flower:

     

    There was something utterly mysterious about Ryne. He never revealed much about himself, but Moiraine became more and more interested in spite of herself. Somehow they managed to spend time apart from Bukama and Lan, or as apart as they could be under the circumstances. At first she had attempted to dig deeper and discover which Aes Sedai Ryne had been in contact with, but gradually she found herself simply enjoying his company. His seemingly never ending compliments about her person were nice, yet she was not some lightskirt to be lulled by such things. They were just pleasant to hear from such a pretty face.

     

    It was on a cloudy night she saw him brushing his long hair out. He saw her looking--how could he not with her gaping like a fool?--and a small smile slowly crept onto his face. That smile seemed to pull her over toward him until she was standing over him, much too close. Yet her fingers began to comb through that dark hair, with him looking up into her eyes, and a warmth started to overtake her body. He pulled her down onto his lap and kissed her so deep fire burst from her skin. His hands roamed her body and for once she cared not about what was proper and decent: the world outside of his lips and touch ceased to exist.

     

    Thankfully Ryne seemed to remember that they were not truly alone and put a stop to their passion before anything more grave than Moiraine's hair becoming mussed and dress askew could occur. Even so, she felt more disappointed at him stopping than embarrassment from Lan and Bukama's knowing looks. Thankfully they only gave those looks to Ryne. Disappointed she may be, but she was very grateful the two men had not actually witnessed the kissing. Not that kissing was anything to be ashamed of; you just didn't do certain things where others could see.

     

    The next morning Ryne stole a few chaste kisses with not a care of who could see. He at least had the sense to whisper when he voiced his idea about finding a hayloft. A suggestion Moiraine certainly did *not* giggle over. But she did keep her eye out.

  4. More camwalt

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    Episode Eight - Frozen

     

     

    Moiraine had weeped when Nynaeve "died" but in truth she hadn't actually missed the girl. Not in any measurable way at least. As such, Nynaeve's sudden presence at the palace was very much an irritant. Thom joining her sparked a flash of jealousy--she had already stolen Lan and now she was working on Thom!--but she quickly suppressed it. In Matrim's current mood he might have suspected untrue motives on her part. And maybe some not so untrue ones.

     

    "Lan wouldn't do that, not with her. Of course not. Of course not! There are no curves to her, first of all...." Nynaeve appeared to be talking to herself or thinking out loud. Or maybe she was just crazy like Rand, Moiraine really wasn't sure.

     

    "Nynaeve," Moiraine tried to put honey in her voice but it was hard. So she had no curves, did she! "Nynaeve, child, there really was no need for you to come all this way over such a silly rumor. Thom, honestly, you should have known better than to believe such things; you could have told her the truth of it! If I was to have an affair I would make sure no one living could speak of it."

     

    "So you are saying you would have an affair?" Not only did Thom look hopeful, Matrim walked in right when he said it. With Lan.

     

    Nynaeve went moon-eyed at the sight of Lan and seemed to forget everyone else in the room, while Matrim walked over to Moiraine and slid his arm around her waist. Most indecent.

     

    "Moiraine seems to want to keep this secret, but I just have to share. I'm bursting from the knowledge!" Matrim paused for dramatic effect. "Moiraine is with child."

     

    Moiraine expected some sort of cutting remark from Nynaeve, but instead Lan was the first to speak: "Is it mine?"

     

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    Elayne was furious. Furious! Raul had no right! Romanda had no right! Furious rage filled Elayne!

     

    She had felt Raul doing something...heated...through the Warder bond, but assumed he was just enjoying a solo act. Except when she found him he was with that Trollac-faced Yellow! He at least had the decency to look ashamed; Romanda just sniffed and told her to leave so she could get dressed.

     

    Elayne was pacing a hole into her pathetic excuse of a dwelling, but there was nothing else for her to do. She had already gone to check up on Elaida and Siuan, had already spanked them twice each out of sheer principle. Her twins were perfectly miserable in their lessons. Even the village people were staying clear of her. Without access to the One Power getting in a fight with Romanda might end very painfully for Elayne, and Raul was staying as close to Romanda as he could as if he knew Elayne was hunting for someone to kill.

     

    Flinging her purse against a wall, the contents spilled out and in the middle was a certain flecked ring with one edge. Perhaps it was time to arrange a meeting between old friends.

     

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    Cadsuane was under arrest. Not for the first time, but it galled nonetheless. It was cheating of al'Vere to use a Circle! Cheating! And it was not as if Cadsuane had broken any laws. Recently. Unless one counted being disrespectful to the Amyrlin, which Cadsuane most certainly did not.

     

    Of course an Aes Sedai, even an Aes Sedai that had been arrested, couldn't be expected to spend time in a cell. Instead, she was confined to what would be her rooms if she had ever enjoyed being stuck in the Tower. No matter how much silk there was, it still felt as a cell.

     

    She had protested on the grounds that she was a mother and her child needed her, but all that had resulted in was Lelaine herself delivering Kaitlin with nurse in tow to the rooms. Bloody Blue had the nerve to give a smug smile. Until Cadsuane mentioned Kaitlin's father. That always seemed to disturb people.

     

    "This is all Rand's fault," Cadsuane said to the air for the thousandth time. Kaitlin shot her a look that would have been called accusatory on an older child. "Well it is! Oh, what do you know." Rising, she went over to pour herself some tea, not that she was in the mood to drink it. She needed to think of a way out of this latest fumble. But all she came upon were dead ends; al'Vere was a smart girl when she put her mind to it.

     

    This was a very bad day for Cadsuane.

     

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    After the confrontation with Moiraine, Lan attempted to convince Nynaeve that he wasn't the father of Moiraine's bastard and was simply just trying to tweak Mat's nose.

     

    "It just slipped out; I've gotten so used to being evil to him I didn't even realize what I was saying."

     

    Nynaeve tried very hard to be angry at him, but surprisingly, she couldn't work up the energy for fury. Very strange. "Lan, I never honestly thought you would share your bed with her, but all the same! You must stop this nonsense!"

     

    Lan smiled warmly at her--well as warm as Lan could. "Of course, wife. We are in public."

     

    So he was going to start that mess again, was he? Well. He could do entertaining things with his mouth besides gossip. Perhaps it wouldn't be too bad to let him take over the bedroom again.

     

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    When Asmodean heard his sentence he cried like a newborn babe. Egwene felt nothing, as was to be expected. On the morrow he would be executed for apparently the second time. Hopefully this time he would stay dead. That still left the question of what to do with Rand al'Thor.

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