Bonded to Saker Mandell

Alexia stared at the pillow next to her yawning slightly. It was dawn and she had not slept since the day before. Her head was filled with questions and unwanted emotions she had no time to analyze.

The coronation of Saker and Alaren had been something she was surprised she could stomach. The cheering and well wishing made her extremely ill at ease. It became so bad that she left early in the night. One of the Asha’man came with her but since she knew the man it was acceptable and she paid him as much attention as a shadow.

Alexia made her way to the courtyard first she needed some open space. She soon found out that it was the busiest place to celebrate the new King and Queen. As she pushed her way through the crowd her anger nearly hit the breaking point. A man grabbed her arm to dance and she nearly slammed him with Air. When she noticed she had held Saidar she felt ashamed and danced with him for a moment before getting away. Once she found a place that was quiet and deserted she sat on the ground not caring about the white dress she wore and stared at the people. They were happy and Alexia could not fault the words Raekal had told her before she left.

It did not quell her anger.

The hundreds of Andorans mixed in the celebration were traitors of Andor, as was their new King and Queen. The thought alone fueled her fury but it was misplaced. As she hugged her knees to her chest Alexia looked on the crowd and for the first time in her life wished she could abandon her much loved duty to the Tower.

A sigh escaped her as she turned to lie on her back. The memory of that caused her to dread leaving the room. The White Tower would expect her to make some sort of good impression toward the new royals on their behalf. She had not spoken to Alaren in years and was sure any sort of conversation may be stilted and uncomfortable. As for Saker she could not see any sort of conversation being held about the White Tower between the two of them going well.

As she stared into space she wondered what she would do next. Hiding was not an option and her pride would not allow her to do it for much longer. She sat up and hurried to her washstand. She hurried through her toilet and the started to get dressed. She would make a decision soon but for now she will carry out her duties to the Tower. Se rang for a servant and asked them to carry a message to Alaren. As soon as it was acceptable she would like to speak with the Queen of Manetheren.