Amadine al'Varine arrives to be tested... (Attn please MoN)

[Amadine]

Amadine rose before dawn and headed up on to the deck of The Swift. The captain had told her that they would reach Tar Valon just after the dawn and she was waiting anxiously for her first glimpse of the shining walls of the White Tower. When she had left the cabin she shared with her brother, Gris, he had still been snoring. Amadine idly wondered how his new bride, Brinly, could possible put up with the noise that her brother made while sleeping.

 

Amadine found herself an out of the way spot to sit near the rail at the front, the bow she reminded herself, of the boat. She thought about how far she had come already. At 15, this trip was the first time she had ever been outside of Caemlyn. She and Gris had left Caemlyn with Bren Mi’aven’s merchant caravans. Amadine had been a little sad that her father had not been able to accompany her, at least as far as Aringill, where she would board one of the river boats. But with Gris going all the way to Tar Valon with her, it was not to be. The Rose of Caemlyn, the inn where her father and Gris were stablemen, could not operate without both of them.

 

Amadine remembered the day she had left Caemlyn. She remembered the tears in the eyes of her mother and Patira Mi’aven, who had been her employer, but had known Amadine since she was just a little girl. Carinia and Patira had stood together, hands clutched together. Amadine exchanged hugs with her mother and father. Mazrit stood behind Carinia, supporting his wife. As the merchant train was readied to leave her sister, Maris, called to her to wait. Amadine watched fondly as her heavily pregnant older sister made her way over to hug her and press a purse of coins into her hands. “I’ve been saving this for you ever since you first decided to go to the White Tower; I thought you could use a little extra money.”

 

Amadine smiled at the memory of her sister. Maris was ever the generous one, always giving to others far more than she received in return; it was one of the things that made everyone who knew her love Maris.

 

As the boat, maybe it was a ship? Amadine wasn’t sure, travelled up the River Erinin the trepidation that Amadine felt grew. What if they said no? What if the Aes Sedai in the White Tower laughed at her? Ever since Patira had been Healed by the nameless Aes Sedai who had been visiting Azria’s, the Healer’s, shop, and then Patira had fallen pregnant after 20 years of childless marriage, all Amadine wanted was to be Aes Sedai. “You must be tested first Amadine” her mother had said “Perhaps you have the ability to learn, but perhaps you don’t. You must not be disappointed if you cannot.”

 

Putting such thought out of her head, Amadine eagerly awaited her first glimpse of Tar Valon. As the ship, she thought it was ship, rounded the gentle bend of the Erinin as it curved around Dragonmount, and the shining walls of the White Tower came into view Amadine gasped. It was so beautiful! So gleaming and white in the first rays of the morning sun. Just then Gris wandered up on deck and came to stand behind her. He took one look at Amadine’s face and chuckled “So little sister, this is to be your home?”

 

“Oh Gris” she breathed “I hope so; I hope they’ll have me!”

 

After some time Gris managed to get Amadine back below decks to gather their belongings. By the time they returned to the deck with their things they could see the docks of Tar Valon coming into view. Gris went to speak to the Captain, to secure his return trip to Aringill, Amadine thought. As he came back Gris said “The ship leaves at sunset Amadine, I’ll need to be back on The Swift by then.”

 

Amadine said nothing; she just clutched her brother’s hand tightly. Gris patted her hand gently, “It’ll be okay Dine, you’ll see.” He said using the nickname she had hated until now, now he said it and she thought she would miss hearing her brother call her Dine.

 

The ship was guided into the wharves by sailors manning the sweeps and the barks of the Captain to go easy, that The Swift would not be damaged by thumping into the docks. As several sailors tied off large ropes to hold the ship steady another ran a gang plank out to the dock. Amadine and Gris picked up their belongings and as they moved toward the gang plank the Captain called a reminder to Gris “At sunset boy, we leave at sunset.”

 

Gris nodded and took Amadine by the elbow leading the way. Up through the city he led her. One marvellous building flowing into another, here one looked the sea shells her father had bought her from a traveller at the inn, there one that looked like a crashing wave as described to her by Bren Mi’aven, and here another building, looking like great sheer cliffs. She could see the bridges that crossed the River Erinin, such an amazing lacework of what looked like crystal with the sun shining off them; she wondered what could possibly be holding them up.

 

Before long they came to a great square, surrounded on three sides by inns, and stalls, and shops, and on the far side there was a great set of stairs, leading up of course, to the White Tower.

 

The White Tower. It stood there, gleaming, beckoning Amadine forward. She felt something, beyond her nervousness, beyond the fear of leaving Caemlyn, beyond the homesickness, she felt almost calm she realised. She and Gris, hand in hand, climbed the steps to the White Tower.

 

Again, Amadine’s breath was taken away, this time by the magnificent room within which she and Gris stood. Gris sounded a low whistle, “What a place eh, Dine?”

 

What a place indeed. Amadine slowly gazed around the room they stood in. It was not crowded, not at this early hour. Yet still, there were a few other petitioners, also looking around in amazement, even though some of them tried to hide the fact that they did. There were far more women than men. Only four men were in the room in truth. There was Gris, a farmer and his wife – Amadine guessed by the way they were dressed, and two men standing together in fine coats and britches, woollen cloaks and with swords belted at their hips.

 

The women varied as much. There was a woman, a Lady Amadine guessed, wearing a stunning gown of green silk, with golden flowers embroidered across the bosom and down the sleeves of her dress. She wore her blonde hair caught up in a gold coronet. She was accompanied by several other women in fine dresses, though not as fine as the Lady’s. Then there were several women in rough woollen dresses and tattered cloaks, and a myriad of women dressed variably between the two extremes.

 

There were three young women not much older than she Amadine thought, they wore plain white dresses. These three moved around the room speaking to different groups of people, leaving, then returning, sometimes leading petitioners off into the tower. There were also two older girls wearing dresses the like of which Amadine had never seen before. They were white like the younger girls dresses, but at the hem were seven bands of colour. A red band, a blue band, a green, a yellow, a grey, a brown and a white band on white surrounded the portion of her dress below the knees. Amadine was wondering what those bands meant when Gris touched her on the shoulder. “One of the girls is coming this way” he whispered.

 

A tall girl in a banded dress came to stand in front of them. “Good morning” she smiled “Can I be of service to you this morning?”

 

“Um... ah.... I’ve come because.... I, um... I want to become Aes Sedai someday. My mother told me I’d have to be tested first” Amadine managed to get the words out in a rush. Then she remembered the words Patira had told her to use, “I mean, my name is Amadine al’Varine of Caemlyn, and I’ve come to be tested.”

 

The girl in the banded dress smiled at her, “Come Amadine al’Varine of Caemlyn, and I’ll take you to see Pia Sedai, she is the Mistress of Novices.” The girl looked at Gris, “And who is this?” she asked looking to Amadine.

 

“Oh! This is my brother, Gris al’Varine. He has escorted me to Tar Valon.” Amadine replied hurriedly.

“I’ll wait here.” Gris smiled at Amadine “It will be okay Dine; I’ll not go anywhere until you come to tell me if you are staying or coming home.”

 

“Thank you big brother” she whispered and squeezed his hand before letting go and following the tall girl down a long hallway.

 

After a time they came to a halt before a closed door. Amadine felt a swarm of butterflies take off in her belly, “I’m here” she thought “I’m going to be tested and I’m going to be Aes Sedai” The tall girl in the banded white dress in front of her lifted her hand and rapped on the stout looking door with three sharp knocks.

 

 

[Lavinya]

Pia Tovisen comforted the whippet of a novice seated in front of her as best she could. Her position as overseer of the White Tower initiates meant she often handed out correction and punishments, yet there were times when she also offered a shoulder to cry on, for those in need. It was disconcerting at times, Pia herself had never been one prone to tears or 'female' outbursts of emotion, yet to some of these girls, she was the closest thing they now had to a mother.

 

Offering the sniffling girl a handkerchief from her pocket, Pia patted the girl's back lightly, from where she was kneeling in front of her, silver skirts swishing softly as she moved. "There now child, dry your tears." She said softly, soothingly. The girl nodded, dabbing at her moist cheeks. She had been in the office now for some time, crying with homesickness, though now at least it seemed she was feeling better, her sobs subsiding. Pia could hardly recall the words she had spoken to soothe her, but they seemed to work as the girl mustered a shaky smile.

 

"Thankyou, Aes Sedai." The girl managed as Pia stood, awarding her with a smile as a tingling sensation passed over her, a sure sign that one of her wards had been set off. As if on cue a knock sounded on the door. "Off with you now girl." Said Pia gently, leading her to the door. Opening it, the novice dropped a curtsey and scurried past, leaving a bewildered looking girl and an Accepted in her wake. Not clothed as an initiate, the newcomer had the appearance of an outsider, a petitioner perhaps.

 

The girl merely gaped at the impressive Aes Sedai, her mouth slightly agape before she closed it with a click. Pia smiled, and it softened her severe features, giving her a more motherly appearance. She turned her dark eyed gaze onto the Accepted, brows raised in question. "She has come to be tested, Pia Sedai," she said after rising from a neat curtsey. Pia nodded and thanked the girl in her banded dress and dismissed her. Turning to the newcomer, Pia gestured towards the inner sanctum of her office. "Please, come in." She invited, allowing the girl to enter first, closing the door behind her with what must seem an ominous click. Motioning to a straight backed chair in front of the heavy wooden desk, Pia took her own seat behind it. "My name is Pia Tovisen, and I am the mistress of novices. Tell me, how I may help you today child?"

 

~Pia Tovisen, MoN

[Amadine]

Amadine watched as the door slowly swung open, and took a step back to allow a girl dressed in white, with a tear-streaked face, room to pass. For the moment she had only noticed the sobbing girl, perhaps a year younger than she. She looked up and her mouth fell open, standing in the doorway was the most elegant lady, Aes Sedai, she corrected herself, she had ever seen! The Aes Sedai was wearing a lovely silk dress of silver and had a long dark brown, almost black braid hanging down her back. Her face while angular was still attractive and she was tall. Well... tall to Amadine who snapped her mouth closed with an audible click and drew herself up to her full height of 5'4".

 

"She has come to be tested, Pia Sedai,"

 

The Aes Sedai gestured towards the room through the open door "Please, come in."

 

Amadine entered into the room, an office be the looks. Arrayed on the desk there were various piles of paperwork, all neatly stacked, and they appeared to have some order to them. On the wall behind the large wooden desk there was a shelf containing a dozen or so large leather bound books, the books had caught Amadine's eye first, she loved to read. She had an insatiable thirst for knowledge and longed to be close enough to read the titles. Amadine gave a small start when the door closed behind her with a loud click. Amadine watched as the Aes Sedai motioned her to sit, then walked around her desk to a high-backed lightly padded chair and sat easily into her chair.

 

Amadine waited for the Aes Sedai to seat herself first, and then took the proffered chair, a hard straight-backed chair, with a murmured "Thank you, Aes Sedai".

 

Amadine waited nervously, the butterflies that had settled a little in her stomach took flight again as the Aes Sedai turned her full attention to Amadine. "My name is Pia Tovisen, and I am the mistress of novices. Tell me, how I may help you today child?"

 

For a moment Amadine could not answer, all the moisture in her mouth had fled, leaving her dry tongue stuck firmly to the roof of her mouth. Amadine supposed that the Aes Sedai, Pia Sedai she reminded herself, had some idea of her problem as she motioned for Amadine to take a sip of water from a tall glass sitting on a tray on the front most corner of her large desk. Amadine took the glass gratefully and sipped a mouthful of water. She made a visible effort to calm herself. *Be strong* she said to herself *you can do this, remember this is what you want* Amadine squared her jawed in a determined fashion and smiled up at Pia Sedai, "I'd like to be tested please Pia Sedai" Amadine said nervously "to see if i might be able to train in the White Tower, to someday, the Light will it, become an Aes Sedai myself"

 

Amadine al'Varine - nervous would-be novice

[Lavinya]

“So, child…” She started, deliberately using the word child. She would become accustomed to it before she was raised to Aes Sedai, and Pia saw no point in shielding the girl from what would be her reality during the next twenty years of her life, if she turned out to be worthy of staying. “You have not been tested before?” The girl shook her head, indicating that she had not been tested, or perhaps that she didn’t even know what the test entailed. Pia smiled reassuringly at the young woman, and opened one of the drawers of her desk. There was only one item in the drawer. A gray, clear gem that she had received from the former Mistress of Novices.

 

Slowly she rose from her seat, and walked to the other side of the desk. Though she was by no means the tallest Aes Sedai within the White Tower, she imagined that she must come across as being a giantess to the young woman sitting in the uncomfortable chair. She knelt in front of her, trying to relax the young woman a little. The test would be hard enough as it was without Amadine being terrified of her. “Clear your mind completely, and focus on the stone.” She said. The girl did, staring at the stone intently. Time passed, and Faerzyne worried that her arm would cramp up before the girl showed any sign of potential. Just as she thought there would be nothing, s light flickered within the stone. Pia smiled, and rose again. As she walked back to her side of the desk, she imagined she felt the surprise in the eyes of the girl as they settled on her back.

 

“Congratulations, dear. You can learn to channel.”

 

Pia Tovisen, MoN

Ooc: rp your reaction to finding out you can channel.

 

[Amadine]

Amadine was anxiously waiting for Pia Sedai’s response to her asking to be tested. She felt the dryness return to her throat and reached again for the glass of water. Taking a sip she once again placed the glass back on the lacquered tray on which it sat. The Aes Sedai’s cool face slowly warmed as she began to speak. “So child, you have not been tested before?”

 

Amadine wondered what the significance of being called “child” meant in the White Tower. Amadine was used to being addressed as such by her parents, her former employer and by her mother’s clientele at the dressmakers. It was of no consequence and Amadine shook her head no, and then said “No, Pia Sedai.”

 

Amadine watched as the Mistress of Novices opened a drawer in her desk. Amadine could not see what the drawer might have contained, and was surprised to see Pia Sedai rise from her chair and come around to her side of the desk holding some kind of stone. No. Not a stone, a gem, a clear gray gem. The butterflies in Amadine’s stomach took flight once again and she wondered what the testing would entail, would it hurt?

 

Pia Sedai knelt in front of Amadine and extended her hand, palm upraised, with the gray gem sitting precisely in the middle of her outstretched palm. She smiled at Amadine and said “Clear your mind completely, and focus on the stone.”

 

*So it is a stone! Oh! Clear my mind?* Amadine thought, she was so nervous that she was not sure if she would be able to. Amadine stared at the stone. It was just a stone, what was this going to accomplish? Amadine have herself a small shake. *Clear your mind Pia Sedai said* she admonished herself.

 

Again Amadine began to stare into the stone. She made herself look deep into the stone, *it’s so pretty* she thought, side-tracked again, and then *concentrate Amadine!*

 

Once again Amadine began to focus on the stone; it was different somehow this time. She focused on the stone; she was not staring into it as she had before. Amadine continued to focus on the stone; she imagined she could feel the stone. The feeling became stronger, she could feel the stone, and just then she jumped. There had been a tiny flicker of light inside the stone! She looked quickly around the room to see which of the lamps had caused it, but there were no lamps lit in the office, and she was sure that flicker has come from inside the stone.

 

As quick as the flicker was there it was gone again, and Amadine realised she was breathing a little heavier from the sheer concentration, again she took a sip from the now lukewarm glass of water. She was unsure of how much time had passed but it had felt like a long time.

 

Pia Sedai smiled warmly at Amadine and then rose gracefully from her knees. She made her way around to the far side of the large wooden desk. Amadine watched her with a look of surprise on her face. Had she done it wrong? Had she failed? Just as Amadine had begun to feel miserable, The Mistress of Novices seated herself into her high-backed chair and again gave Amadine that lovely warm smile, “Congratulations dear. You can learn to channel.”

 

It took a moment for the words to sink in. She. Could. Learn. To. Channel. Amadine’s butterflies rose again from their resting place, this time in pure excitement. “Oh really Pia Sedai?” she jumped up from her chair and clapped her hands together “So I get to stay? I can really stay?”

 

Pia Sedai smiled at her excitement and nodded her head, then motioned for her to take seat again. Amadine tried to calm herself. She managed to smooth her face and contain her excitement. Oh what would Gris think! Her mother and father would be so proud! Amadine remembered the nameless Aes Sedai who had Healed her employer Patira, the event which had sparked her interest in becoming Aes Sedai herself, and thought  *Someday... I will be a great Healer!* Again she calmed herself and managed to settle those butterflies – again – then she looked up to Pia Sedai and waited for her to continue.

 

 

Amadine al'Varine -very excited soon-to-be-novice

[Lavinya]

Now that the girl had already been tested, it was time to make her stay at the White tower a fact. Strange enough, the testing didn’t mean that the girl looked any more secure than she had before about her stay at the White Tower. Even though she had to know, somewhere deep down inside of herself that she would be accepted within the White Tower. That she would learn to channel, to the best of her abilities. Still the girl shifted in her seat, as if she couldn’t quite believe that she would be asked to stay. Pia decided to relieve her from the tension that was building. She opened the book of Novices which was still in front of her. She picked up her pen, and prepared to write. “Let’s see about making your stay here a bit more permanent then, shall we?”

 

She didn’t have to look at the young woman to see that there was a change in the tension that had kept her in it’s thrall. “Can you tell me your full name again?” As the girl replied, she wrote it down in the book. Another life sealed to the Tower, for better and for worse. “And your place of birth and raising?” again she wrote, making Amadine‘s stay more certain with every letter, every curved or straight line. “And finally your age.” She finished with a dot behind the age, which felt as heavy and important as any signature from any high lord or lady. “Welcome to the White Tower.”

 

Pia Tovisen

 

Ooc: rp your char’s reaction to being written down in the novice book.

 

 

[Amadine]

Amadine sat stock still in her chair, the news that she could indeed learn to channel still slowly sinking in. A myriad of emotions was rushing through her mind at an alarming speed. The joy of being able to channel, the fear of being a disappointment to the tower, the sadness that she would now not see her family for a very long time.

 

Slowly the emotions subsided and Pia Sedai smiled and opened a large leather bound ledger which was sitting on the desk top in front of her. She took up her pen and smiled again at Amadine, “Let’s see about making your stay here a bit more permanent then, shall we?”

 

Amadine felt a thrill run through her entire body, she could stay! She hadn’t really believed it until this very minute. She promised herself at that very moment that she would study hard and be the very best Aes Sedai she could be. Her parents would be so proud! She thought of Gris’ smile when she went back to where he waited for news of whether she had been accepted or not.

 

“Can you tell me your full name again?”

 

“My name is Amadine al’Varine” she replied, spelling the names after she had stated them.

 

“And your place of birth and raising?”

 

“I was born and raised in the New City of Caemlyn, Pia Sedai” Watching as Pia Sedai wrote her details into the Novice Book, Amadine thought she must look like a fool grinning madly as she was.

 

“And finally your age.”

 

“I was 15 years old on my last naming day”

 

The butterflies which had been quiet in her belly for a time suddenly took flight again, what did it really mean to be a novice? A student surely, but what else? Amadine watched as Pia Sedai signed her own name after the entry with a flourish. She looked up to smile warmly at Amadine and spoke the magical words Amadine had been longing to hear “Welcome to the White Tower.”

 

[Lavinya]

Finally the book was closed again. Pia took a moment to write down the name of another novice on a piece of parchment, as well as a summons. The girl she had selected would be with them soon enough. After she handed the note to a servant that passed in the hallway joined with her office, she returned to the new Novice. With a smile she walked over to one of the many cabinets. She pulled two novice dresses from the cabinet, and handed them to the girl. “These are yours to wear during the years you are a novice. You must tend to them well, mend them when they’re torn, wash them when they’re dirty. For the next years, you will not be allowed to wear anything apart from these dresses.”

 

She settled behind her desk again, telling the young woman in front of her a little about the rules novices lived by. She went from the curfew to the restriction on venturing into Tar Valon, to the repercussions that would follow if she chose to venture into the yards without a good reason. “But you look like a sensible young woman, so I’m sure I won’t see too much of you here.” A knock on her door told her that the mentor of the girl had arrived. “Enter.” The initiate revealed herself to Pia and Amadine. “I trust that you’ll tell her all she needs to know.” Pia said. Her tone was dismissive. She glanced at the sun, and notice that it had shifted slightly. A while had passed since the young woman had entered her office. A while, but there was still a lot of time left. As the pair left her office she sighed, wondering if this day would end any time soon.

 

 

Pia Tovisen, MoN

[Amadine]

The slap of pages made when the Novice Book was closed by Pia Sedai had a sound of finality. Amadine had just committed herself to a lifetime of study and responsibility, and she could not have been happier.

 

The Aes Sedai took a slip of paper from under a paperweight on her large wooden desk and wrote something Amadine could not see. She rose gracefully from her seat and crossed the office to the door. She opened the door and passed the slip of paper to a passing serving woman outside. Amadine her respond to the quiet request from Pia Sedai with “Yes, Pia Sedai, right away Pia Sedai” and Amadine thought she could image the deep curtsey the woman made before running the Mistress of Novice’s errand.

 

Amadine was peering around the back of the chair at Pia Sedai when she turned and smiled at Amadine. Pia Sedai crossed the office again, but instead of returning to her desk she opened one of the many cabinets that lined the far wall. From within the cabinet Pia Sedai lifted a folded white cloth object. She came back to stand by Amadine, passing her the cloths... no, not cloths, dresses. Novice dresses.

 

“These are yours to wear during the years you are a novice. You must tend to them well, mend them when they’re torn, wash them when they’re dirty. For the next years, you will not be allowed to wear anything apart from these dresses.”

 

Amadine took the dresses from Pia Sedai and nodded solemnly. “Thank you Pia Sedai.”

 

Pia Sedai took her seat behind the desk again and began telling Amadine of the rules by which she must abide during her time as Novice. Such as not going into the city or into the Warder’s training yards. Following the explanation was a list of possible repercussions for rule breaking, “But you look like a sensible young woman, so I’m sure I won’t see too much of you here.” The Aes Sedai finished.

 

There was a light knock at the door and Amadine twisted to see another office enter the room at Pia Sedai’s request. The Aes Sedai smiled at the two of them and said to the new arrival “I trust that you’ll tell her all she needs to know.”

 

That last had the sound of a dismissal in it. Amadine rose from her chair and awkwardly managed a deep curtsey despite the white dresses she held clutched in her arms. “Thank you Pia Sedai, thank you so much.”

 

The new novice drew her into the hallway, and motioned her Amadine to follow. “This way please, I will show you to your new room.”

 

Amadine remembered that her brother, Gris, was waiting for word from her on whether she would stay or return home to Caemlyn with him. She looked across to the other girl and said “May I please go back to entry hall? I need to tell my brother that I am staying in the tower.”

 

The girl looked back at her and smiled, “Of course, we shall go via the entry hall, and then past the kitchens, you’ll get a little tour of the Tower before we get to your room.”

 

As they walked the other novice chattered about the rules, of lessons and of some of the Aes Sedai she would be meeting in the coming days. She warned of which would allow a little fun and of which she should be very careful of. Amadine listened carefully, trying to absorb as much of what the girl told her as possible.

 

After a few more minutes they reached the entry hall. Amadine glanced around, spying Gris sitting against the wall on the far side of the entry hall, just near to where she had left him. Gris got up as he saw her coming. His look was carefully composed, then as he realised what she was carrying he broke into a wide smile. “Well congratulations my little Dine! It looks like you will be staying after all! See, all that worry was for nought.”

 

Amadine hugged her brother. “Yes, they say I can learn to channel!” she was almost bursting with pride and excitement. “You must give my love to Marm and Da, and tell them I will write as often as I am able. Tell them I am happy and excited.”

 

Tears started to well up in Amadine’s eyes as she realised that this would be the last time she would see Gris, for years maybe.  “I love you big brother” she said hugging him again, “look after Brinly and Maris, and perhaps visit me once in a while.”

 

Gris hugged her back and nodded. He handed her the bag of belongings she had bought with her. “C’mon girl, chin up” he said smiling warmly at her, “I’ll give Marm and Da your message and your love to the girls, but you need to on your way now Dine, as do I.”

 

Amadine reluctantly let go of her older brother and watched as he turned to leave. As he reached the doorway, bright with sunlight from outside, he turned and waved to her. Amadine realised that she had not even minded him calling her ‘Dine’, she was changing already.

 

The other novice took her by the arm and led her deep into the tower. They passed by the kitchens and the other girl pointed off down corridors to the library, classrooms and storerooms. Eventually they came to the Novice’s rooms. They walked down the hall past several doorways, most of which were closed. Another novice was running towards them, she waved as she ran right by. “Late for lessons probably” the other novice explained, “this is your room.”

 

They had stopped outside a large wooden door; the girl turned the handle and pushed into the room. She began pulling cover sheets from the furniture. “This room has not been used in some time” she told Amadine.

 

Amadine looked around the room. It was not a large room, the door opened inwards to the left against the wall, as she stepped in she could see a pair of matching beds against each wall to her right. Between them there was two small sets of drawers, one next to each bed and a wash stand standing between them with a large pitcher and basin set on it.

 

The other girl motioned to a pair of wardrobes against the wall where the door opened to, “You can out your things into one of them. You are in this room by yourself for now, but you will have a roommate soon enough I’m sure. I will leave you to get settled for now, but I’ll come back when it’s time to eat.”

 

Amadine nodded, still looking around the room. “Thank you” she murmured.

 

She watched the girl leave and went to close the door. She went to the bed on the far wall and dropped down on it. Her life had changed so much in just a couple of hours, from Amadine al’Varine of Caemlyn to the Novice Amadine of the White Tower. With that thought Amadine stood up and set about changing her dress to the novice white and putting her things away.

 

[Amadine]

*bump*