Cema streatched out on the grass in the lil rough garden all alone, the tower had multiple gardens, this was one who she had adopted as hers early on. Hidden well away in a corner she could be undisturbed here, and she liked how it wasnt perfectly arayed but rather had a beauty of wilderness.

 

Looking up on the skies she remembered times of old, it was in this garden she had been summoned to her arches, the first step towards a lifelong comitment she only had seen 1 other of and that lay in her past befor the tower.

 

She watched the sun slowly travel over the sky and then reach its heigth, knowing she had to get up and move soon, there would be reports as ever to be read. Slowly geting up she gathered her skirts in her hand and brushed grass of them before leting go to move out of the garden. Slowly treading her path back towards the tower, almost there she saw a novice coming towards it holding some papers, so there had been some messages incoming, her orders as most where to have them handed directly to her and not left anywhere. Taking them she waited till the novice had curtisied and left before again walking back and into the tower, moving up towards her room fliping through the papers without opening them. The sort of papers and the seal could tell her what they where.

 

As she reached the botom one she froze in her steps, then huridly looked around making sure she was as alone as she had felt. No one was in sigth in the litle coridor, thoug her steps now picked up the pace. Sudenly in a hurry to get back to her own rooms, a frown would have shown on her brow if not for training in keeping a straigth face, she was slightly worried what this was. Inside her rooms she saw them to be empty.

 

Tossing the other letters and messages to the side she opened a floor board and channeled slightly to undo a tricky lil weave who sat as a trap before removing the shrine bellow from its place, then another before opening the lid of the shrine. Only then she sat down with a book in her hands before she with slightly shaky fingers opened the letter who would have turned to dust in anyone elses fingers if tried to opened. And then read the message a chill went down her back.

 

Her eyes went down the paper another time, shaking her head in disbelif, there where risks and there where stupidity. But she knew her choise was none in this mather, she would have to obey. At least she thougth angry she could have been given more details, thoug she was sure she would learn them soon enough, once more checking with the book that her translation was corect then she put the message in a stone basin and used fire to burn it before crushing the ash and then going to the fireplace turning the basin over and then stir around the ashes.

 

Shruging she laid the book back in the shrine and then set the weave around it before puting it down in the hollow beneath the floor, again weaving the trap and then puting the floorboard in place as she heard the door be opened and snaped her head around beeing ready to channel if nesicary. As she saw who it was she almost hissed under her breath. "Get in and shut the door" her eyes already had made sure no one was outside before speaking. Taking a deep breath she raised and allowed her heart to slow down to slowly regain her calm.

Nuitari set down the weights and rubbed his face with a cloth hanging off his belt.

 

While he had almost stopped weights with Ata, ever since Cema had allowed him to leave, he worked weights relentlessly in the small woods within the Yard.

 

He avoided nearly everyone, and talked little to anyone who came near. He glanced towards the Tower as a few flickers came over the Bond that linked him to Cema.

 

Putting the weights aside, he pulled his shirt off a tree branch and shrugged into it as he walked back, moving quickly through the halls.

 

He walked a little quicker as he worked through what she was feeling, and glanced around the Green halls as he entered the Green quarters.

 

Stopping at the door a moment, he took a moment to decide whether he really wanted to step in. Usually he didn't return to Cemas quarters until well past nightfall, or she used the Bond to summon him.

 

Opening the door, he could almost taste the sudden spike of fright, as he looked at her crouched on the floor, looking at him.

 

"Get in and shut the door" she hissed, and he scowled slightly before stepping inside fully and closing the door and leaning back against it folding his arms.

She looked at him, "what are you doing back here your usualy off practising at this time" she knew the answer a moment after, she wherent used to the bond as such yet and forgot about him feeling what went through her if she didnt fuzz the darn thing. Sighing she rose and dumped down on the coutch rubing her tin's.

 

Then looked back up with a less angry look, "well as long as you are here, you can start preparing for a road trip." this was no good she needed time to think, she had not in the flashes that vent through her mind counted on Nuitari. She where so used to thinking only about herself after over a century alone.

 

She knew one thing thoug she couldnt leave him behind thoug she trusted him for a day at a time leaving him behind to the sharks for as long it would take her on this misson was out of the option, nor could she bring him all the way in. With that much obvious to her there where just one thing left in her mind how much was the bloody man setled in his rolle, one thing she did remember was warders as much they could be at help they could be a bloody pain in the ass when told they would be left out where there where danger involved.

 

She would have to think on it on the road thoug, she would need to be out before midday there where no time to loose, knowing that she prepared to get up to start packing.

"what are you doing back here your usualy off practising at this time"

 

Nuitari didn't bother answering and just watched her. "well as long as you are here, you can start preparing for a road trip."

 

Nuitari cocked his head as he looked at her, before shrugging. While she had phrased it politely, he knew an order when he heard it and had learned better than to try arguing.

 

He stepped into the room he used, now a little fuller after he had been permitted to get what few belongings had been left in his room in his old quarters.

 

Tossing a few rolled clothes into a bag, he added a few knives, dry tinder, water in a canteen and a few other things before closing the bag and walked back out.

 

"Where are we going?" he asked quietly.

"Where are we going?" Cema looked up from fliping through the rest of the reports quickly just in case there where something needed to be delt with. "I will tell you later." she rose and walked to her room quickly packing her bags, bringing a couple dresses for riding and then changing into riding skirt and a blouse before tossing her shawl over her shoulders.

 

She added gold into her bags along with the standard traveling equipment, and then grabed her sword, rolling it into her bedrolle. It would do, when she got on the road she would apear the normal noble lady except for those who could recognise her face thoug with the heat she where likely to wear something to shield her from the sun and dust. The ring would go into her poutch, when at safe distance from Tar Valon to avoid run into questions. A detour would be needed what was what she planed to use the day for, riding the wrong way and then backtracking when the roads where empty at night.

 

Walking out into the comon room she saw Nuitari was finished. She smiled at him, "well lets get going i will explain while we ride." she walked out into the hallways sending the first novice she saw infront of them down to the stables to get the horses sadled.