<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/50/BlueAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Aleana Schiller (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11575159#msg11575159)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Keeper of the Chronicles, Blue Ajah<br/><strong>Bondmate:</strong>None (As yet!)<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Ardan | Closed<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening | Saven 5 | 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Aleana’s Room<br/><strong>Warning:</strong><br/><hr/>(Continued from the White Tower Basement (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=235756.msg11661458#msg11661458))<br/><br/>Leaving the cell with Ardan, Aleana nodded as the Gaidin locked the door.  With a quick movement, she added a weave to the door, tying it off afterward.  Though it wouldn’t do anything to keep others out of the cell, it would make it clear if someone else went into the room.  Even if they copied her weave exactly, she would know if it wasn’t her own work.  Though she didn’t suspect that any potential Black Ajah would risk themselves for a darkfriend that got captured, she couldn’t be too careful.  The dangers at the Tower, the growing darkness within the glittering white walls, was a situation that needed careful handling.  If she acted too boldly and went on a witch hunt, it would provide their enemies a chance to act and disappear for a time, hiding their actions.  If she did nothing, the Tower would continue to be at risk and every woman that stepped foot within it to train would be in danger and the ranks of their enemies would swell.  No, it was something that needed to be handled carefully and, preferably, quietly.<br/><br/>Walking up the stairs of the Tower in the company of Ardan, Aleana said little as they made their way up to the level of the Blue Ajah Hall.  Though there was a great deal she wished to discuss with him, it was best to be private.  Heels clicking lightly on the floors of the Tower, Aleana sneaked a glance at the man walking next to her.  While her silence was for privacy, at least a little, she had to acknowledge the butterflies beginning to dance in her stomach.  It had been a long time that Aleana felt nervous but the prospect of asking Ardan to become her Gaidin, to bond to her for the rest of their lives, brought the feelings back in a rush.  It wasn’t the same as when she grew concerned about Black Ajah, darkfriends and other threats to the world.  Instead, it was much more personal.<br/><br/>Pausing at the door to her room, Aleana swallowed hard, the first breach in her composure since they began the interrogation.  Flicking another glance at the skilled warrior by her side, she opened it and gestured for him to enter her room silently.  A gentle scent of tea rose subtly wafted from the room.  Going inside herself, she called on Saidin, lighting several candles for them to see, offering illumination to the once dark room.  The immaculately kept room had a large wooden bed near the back of the room, mattress covered by a plush white comforter and accented with decorative blue pillows and a matching throw at the end of the bed.  A few feet from the bed there was a small sitting area.  Two white chairs sat, backs of the chairs facing the bed, each with a small blue pillow.  A soft rug in whites and blues sat under the chairs and wooden table.  Scents of rare visitors lingered in the room, for those that could smell such things but even her own scent was lingering rather than strong, suggesting a lack of time spent in the bedroom.<br/><br/>“Please make yourself comfortable, Ardan.”  Aleana offered, gesturing toward the chairs, her voice lacking the stern undertones she saved for her duties as Keeper of the Chronicles.  Striding toward the second chair, she settled her hands over the back of it, still a bit too wound to sit.  “First of all, I want to thank you for your bravery and diligence.  If it had not been for those things, that darkfriend might have slipped through the Tower halls and accomplished his task.”  Aleana said, her hands tightening on the back of the plush chair.  Though she understood that Ardan had caught the man from the very beginning, she was also aware that the Light had given them luck in the person that was on duty.  Inside the Tower, it was rare enough for something to happen that the diligence of many of the guardians could be questioned.  Taking a deep, steadying breath, she shook her head, pushing those thoughts away.  It had turned out for the best and getting lost in what could have been was self-defeating.  Plus there was a bit of silver lining in all of it.  One that she would happily discuss in a moment.  However, one question still remained, the one question she hadn’t gotten an answer to in the hallway.  “How did you know?”  She didn’t question his knowledge itself but was curious how he managed to spot a darkfriend.  As far as she knew, there were no distinguishing features.