Parchments and more parchments, all of them stacked neatly into little piles, her eyes and ears constantly sent her things. Others come from the Ajahs, what her daughters would have her knowing. What little they shared with her anyways, but she knew there was much much more that they didn't. Arine looked over every report the ones she found useful and warded them against intruders. The ones of this and that were far from useful she burned. No one had named themselves dragon reborn... how was she to find him when no one knew if he was even born yet.
The knock on the door pulled her from her thoughts and she looked up frowning. The Keeper should have been out there to answer the door. Sighing she put the notes she needed in a box and wove a ward onto it, "Come!" The woman didn't rise from her seat instead she merely went back to her work waiting for the other woman to enter.
When Gia entered she didn't rush herself to finish she merely spoke to her. "Yes Daughter what is it?"
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