<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/35/YellowAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Shayella Adair<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Aes Sedai of the Yellow Ajah<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Theraeve, Closed<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Afternoon, Saven 5th, 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Theraeve’s Private Suite<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>N/A<br/><hr/><br/>Chuckling lightly at Therave’s outward grumpiness, Shayella shook her head, bemused.  To outsiders, their friendship likely seemed odd as Shayella always appeared to be inwardly happy and Theraeve tended to appear serious, if not grumpy but, for them, it simply worked.  Watching carefully as her body was healed, Shayella couldn’t help but note the reaction to the healing.  It was completely natural as the process was like having a bucket of snow dumped inside oneself but she couldn’t help but be reminded just how jealous many men would be at her position.<br/><br/>Laughing at her doubtful tone, Shayella nodded, “Yes.  You’re gorgeous and should show it off!  Especially while escorting the Amrilyn!”  She enthused and slipped off the bed eagerly the moment Theraeve let her have free reign over the closet.  With a bounce in her step, she hurried to peek at the wardrobe.  Opening the closet, she cocked her head thoughtfully.  “Hmmmm” She said as she carefully moved various outfits in one direction, mentally noting various options.  It wasn’t that Theraeve didn’t have enough to pick from but, rather, picking out the right something for the evening.  Yes, it was just a faire but it was also an opportunity.<br/><br/>Pulling a dark red dress (http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/c6/8a/11/c68a11e802f7949cee14feb129e4d0a6.jpg) from deeper in the closet, she held it up to look at.  It was a beautiful dress, just revealing enough but also not pushing it too far.  “What do you think of this one?”  She asked, turning to hold up the dress to her friend for inspection, not making her move from the bed.  “It might be a bit fancy for a faire but, at the same time, you’ll be escorting the Amrilyn so that balances out some I think.”  She mused, considering.  While the Amrilyn didn’t actually rule a nation, she was often treated with the same respect as Royalty.  Plus, it was a rare time for her to be allowed to dress up her friend.  She couldn’t pass on the opportunity before her.<br/><br/>“Even if you don’t want to wear it, would you try it on?”  She asked sheepishly, unable to help herself.