Forbidden Desires (GryphonCompanion & Moirae)
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				Title: <strong>Forbidden Desires (GryphonCompanion &amp; Moirae)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GryphonCompanion</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 05:41:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v461/gryphoncompanion/elayne2.jpg)</div><br>The White Tower had been reunited; Elaida gone missing. Egwene had finally taken her rightful place as the Amyrlin Seat. Morgase Trakand was alive and had retaken the Lion Throne as her own without any political in-fighting. So why was Elayne Trakand of the Green Ajah so depressed? She knew why, and she did not think it would get any better. Some months ago, the young woman had miscarried both of her unborn twins in an attack by a Golem. She had dispatched it, though at the cost of her and Rand's heirs. After that, and Elayne's decision to return to the Tower, Rand had neglected her to the point that she thought he did not want her anymore. She had gone through the depression of losing a child. Nynaeve had not been near to help her. But through the support of her friends, both Egwene and Nynaeve, she had made it through alright.<br><br>This night though, this night seemed to have brought all the raw emotions back to the forefront. Yes, she was bonded to Rand still. But he was off who knew where, far away from where she could truly feel him. She had not bonded another yet. She did not want another man. She felt spurned, sad, depressed and wanted to drown her sorrows this evening. Feigning official business, she had gotten four bottles of the best wine in Tar Valon and some harder liquors that were looked down upon. A Sister should not be inebriated or even think of doing so. She did not care. Tonight she would forget all her woes and sleep soundly for once, the lack of dreams being welcome.<br><br>She slipped unseen, or so she thought, up to her rooms, which were as close to Nynaeve's as possible, though they still stayed in their separate Ajah's sections of the Tower. While sneaking, she took two long swigs of one of the harder liquids she was carrying. And oh how it hit her much quicker than she had anticipated.
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