<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/35/YellowAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Shayella Adair<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Sister, Yellow Ajah<br/><strong>Bondmate:</strong>None<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Theraeve, Raine, Open<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening, Saven 5th, 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Tar Valon Faire – Orphanage<br/><strong>Warning:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Shayella’s warm smile only widened as the three entered the orphanage together, Theraeve taking the lead, the Amyrlin in the middle and her just a couple steps behind.  It was an eye opening occasion to see the young children flock to the Amyrlin, a clear indication that she had not only been there before but was a known and exciting presence to the kids.  Listening to Raine speak, Shayella’s head cocked for a moment and a bit of the information Raine imparted made a few other things at the Tower make sudden sense to her.  Though she hadn’t ever been angry or even upset as to why some of her early duties had been shifted by the Yellow Sitters, she had always been curious and now she understood.<br/><br/>“That’s an excellent idea, Mother.”  Shayella spoke respectfully to the Amyrlin but her gaze flicked downward at a light tug on her dress.  Staring down at the young boy holding a stuffed bear, Shayella grinned at him as he held his arms up to her.  Though he didn’t say a word, she understood what he wanted.  Bending lower carefully, she lifted him up and settled him on her hip and used an arm to keep him hefted upwards in order to have a free hand in case channeling was necessary.<br/><br/>Holding the bear up near her face, the boy grinned, his front baby tooth missing.  “The Amlilin bringed me this!”  He finally spoke, pleased with the present, his little chest puffing up in pride.  Though Shayella suspected that he wasn’t old enough yet to fully understand just how important the Amyrlin was, her eyes lit with humor at the adorable announcement.  “We’re gonna watch the fireworks!”  He continued happily.<br/><br/>“Yes, we are.”  Shayella agreed, her voice sweet and gentle.  “It was very generous of the Amyrlin to give you the present.  You did thank her, right?”  She asked him while still pondering the information that Raine had imparted on them.  Nodding in approval at his quick nod, she beamed a quick smile at him even though she was a bit distracted.  If many of the orphanages were also used as hubs of information, she couldn’t help but wonder how far that network extended.  Though she didn’t travel outside of Tar Valon often, when she did travel, she could easily look in on things and help maintain the orphanages the Amyrlin used.<br/><br/>“If you ever need any assistance, Mother, I would be glad to help.”  She offered, not wanting to be too forward.  She had been at the Tower long enough to understand that seeming too eager to help was just as bad as not being interested in what was happening.  Those that were overly quick to jump on an opportunity were believed to have their own motivations and hoped for some personal gain along with their offer and showing no interest was often seen as a sign that ones loyalty to the Tower could be questioned.  It was, as everything with Aes Sedai was, a careful balance to walk.  And being Carhienien did little to help her standing.  Though she was very well versed in Daes Dae’Mar, Shayella didn’t like how often it was necessary.  She had seen the damage it had done to Cairhien and could see the beginnings of those same issues within the Tower.<br/><br/>Her gaze flicked toward Theraeve for a moment and her blue eyes shone with amusement.  Though she hadn’t suspected it would be otherwise, it was still amusing to see her friend dealing with the children of the orphanage.  Though it likely wasn’t apparent to most of the others, Shayella knew her friend well enough to see the discomfort Theraeve felt around the small people.  If it were any other time and Theraeve wasn’t escorting Raine, Shayella would have been tempted to play around a bit and get the kids to play with her Red Sister.  It also occurred to her that perhaps her friend was a bit closer to the Amyrlin than she initially suspected.  Though it made no difference to her, it was an interesting note.<em>It may come to it before this is over…</em>.  The words pinged around in her head but now wasn’t the time to ask the question on her mind.  Before what was over?