A gentle breeze came in through the small window, making the small barracks room feel quite comfortable.
Aruon sat atop his bed, wearing his mask. Behind that mask, he was able to be alone with his thoughts and dreams. It was an armor that protected him from the world. Yet, it had lost it's purpose.
As he lay there, staring at the ceiling, he was aware of someone else.Not the usual crowd, but an Aes Sedai. She was somewhere nearby in the Tower, and she was content, but also curious about something. Despite himself, he chuckled and smiled. That woman, she didn't really need his protection but he would do whatever it took to keep her safe. He swore that as a duty to her. And for that, he had been bonded.
He would never truly be alone ever again, even in the deepest lands of the Blight, or the darkest corners of the Tunnels. He would fight for Arleve Sedai, and he would give his life to keep her safe should it ever become necessary.
To the chilled night air, he whispered, "I had to grow up sometime. Right...Zaralle?"
With another chuckle, he turned over and slowly drifted off to a light sleep. He would dream of wolves, arrows, Neverborn, and two figures standing tall against the darkness of the night. An Aes Sedai, and one of her Warders.
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