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Jul. 19th, 2004 02:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blue_ajahMoiraine returns to her room, troubled. Although she is used to Aes Sedai being treated with aloof suspicion, no one here would have reason for such care...
Except Mat Cauthon. Mat, who did not trust her. Mat, who she had left in conversation with Peter the night before. Peter, who in turn, had gone from being friendly to cautious and concerned.
Moiraine sighed. She was not a fool, and it was apparent that she would have to exercise caution of her own.
The small blue gem that she often wore in her hair glittered as it spun from the chain in her fingers. It began to glow as she wove a thread of Power, focusing her attention on Mat's conversation in the bar below...
Except Mat Cauthon. Mat, who did not trust her. Mat, who she had left in conversation with Peter the night before. Peter, who in turn, had gone from being friendly to cautious and concerned.
Moiraine sighed. She was not a fool, and it was apparent that she would have to exercise caution of her own.
The small blue gem that she often wore in her hair glittered as it spun from the chain in her fingers. It began to glow as she wove a thread of Power, focusing her attention on Mat's conversation in the bar below...
