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[blue_ajah]

Moiraine's chambers in the House of Arch are well appointed and tasteful.

Still, to a discerning eye, it is apparent from the lack of personal touches that they are a guest residence and not a place where she stays enough to have become truly comfortable.

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[blue_ajah]

Moiraine sighs wearily and turns away from the portrait, then looks through the door toward her bedroom, where Raven lies sprawled out across her bed.

She shakes her head, with a faintly amused smile, and goes back to the small sofa instead.

Soon afterward, the Aes Sedai is curled up there under a coverlet, sound asleep.

[creator_raven]

Eventually Raven stirs, nose scrunching up as he wakes.

There is no Moiraine.

Heaving a huge, put-upon sigh, he heaves himself out of bed, tiny child's feet padding softly on the floor.

His mouth twists in wry amusement as he looks down on her, curled as she is on the couch.

"You, I think, are a very silly woman."

Then, abruptly taller, he slips his arms underneath her and heaves.

Not that she is so very heavy.

It is the work of a moment to deposit her on her bed, tucking the covers firmly around her.

Then he resettles himself in the chair, humming softly.

His sister needs all the sleep she can get.