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The rap of steel on wood sounds from the door of the cabin, a rather insistant rapping.
A man lays inferm on the bed, sheets covering him from waist down, about his chest is a wrapping of linen, the bottom is a dull red stain, as if soaked with blood, which it would have been, as the wound Zerani gave him, He won't allow to be healed, or at least not fully, his hooded eyes flicker to the door, a frown on his face, he calls out, 'come in, it's unlatched.' he coughs slightly after speaking.
Zerani glares darkly about the room from her corner, her back pressed against the wall and her face twisted into a snarling grimace, but she remains utterly silent.
The door opens abruptly. A voice can be heard to say,'Wait out here.' Then Rand enters the cabin, scaled dragon glittering on the back of his left hand which rests on the hilt of his sword. His coat is of a deep blue with rapids embroidered on the sleeves. He turns his head slowly, steel grey eyes taking in the occupants. In a cold, abrupt voice, he asks,'Where is the Regent of Cairhien?'
Danath eyes widen slightly at who it is, but he regains his composure quickly 'My Lord Dragon, The ah, Regent? yes,.. well, She, is on the Farm you see? She attacked me, and I fell through a gate.. a Dedicated slept her, and brought her to the Farm, she..' a pause 'what time is it? She should be here any moment.' a sigh 'I apologize for this my Lord Dragon, She would not listen, and attacked me when i turned to leave.'
Rand listens impassively, not even nodding his head. When Danath stops speaking, he says curtly,'My regent attacked you when your back was turned for no reason?' He steps further into the cabin and adds coldly,'Explain.'
Danath nods slightly 'I can not explain it Lord Dragon, she would not speak with me, more return to her apartments, She drew her steel, and I surrounded her by Air, so as To speak to her, before she could turn to leave..' he sighs slightly 'I believe she has lost her bloody mind Lord Dragon.' a pause 'Excuse my language.'
Another curt knock just barely precedes the entrance of another Asha'man, a purpling bruise near his left eye and a few dirt streaks marring his black coat. Upon seeing Rand, the man salutes, fist to chest, and steps to one side of the door, bodily dragging a rather dusty looking Zerani in with flows of Air.
Rand is about to respond to Danath when the knock sounds. He steps further into the cabin and turns to watch his regent being dragged like a prisoner or sack of grain. He acknowledges the salute with the slightest of nods then barks in a cold, commanding voice,'Release her. I would know what exactly is going on here.'
The Dedicated nods his head curtly, 'As you wish Lord Dragon, Though she is.. a fiesty one, tried to bite my ear off.' Danath frowns, and grimaces 'Dedicated, Report to Asha'man Morrick, and tell him what you have done to the Lord Dragon's regent. Ask that he not heal your bruises. Also, ask him kindly for fifteen lashes.' a pause 'I told you i wanted her escorted, not drug.' he sighs 'I am sorry Lord Dragon.'
Zerani's lip curls in a slight sneer, showing a bit of teeth in a grimace, 'Escorted.' she grits out through clenched teeth, tugging her clothing back into some semblance of propriety and dusting it off as well as soon as she is free of the flows. Pointedly, she doesn't look at either Danath or her "escort" though she does sketch the slightest of a bow in Rand's direction, the dangerous glower showing no sign of leaving her face.
Rand does not respond to the apology in any fashion. When the regent bows, he nods an acknowledgement and says sharply,'The Asha'man claims you tried to kill him. If so, why?' He turns a cold gaze on Danath for a moment, then back to Zerani as he awaits her answer.
Zerani snorts softly. 'Had I tried to kill him he would be dead, Lord Dragon. I don't take kindly to being ordered about in my own estates, treated like a child, and then bodily hauled off for no reason other than his own petty whims.' Her voice is ice cold, and the undertone of pure rage is hard to miss.
Danath sighs, sadly 'Zerani, why must you act this way? You know i asked you kindly to put up your steel. And I did not drag you off, on the contrary, you forced yourself to be drug along, If you had not acted the Child and tried to put that over-sized pigsticker you call a sword through my back, We would not be in this perdiciment.' a pause 'And besides, I am returning you to Caiherian, and I am going to request the Lord Dragon place another Asha'man in control of your guardianship, For i Fear you will attempt to Murder me in my sleep or some such nonsense.'
Rand snorts loudly and seizes Saidin. As he snaps out flows of Air to jerk open the door, he says in a voice rendered even colder by the void,'Request granted.' He gestures sharply towards the doorway,'If you would, Zerani.' Then he turns his cold gaze back on Danath,'I doubt I will ever know who is truly at fault here. But I need someone to guard her from this Riatin darkfriend I have outlawed. I need someone of Asha'man rank, someone who can not only protect her, but not cause public scenes with her. Apparently, I chose poorly.'
Zerani's only response to Danath's speach is a soft, barely audible, growl low in her throat. Her golden eyes flicker over at him in a furious glare before she turns on her heel, starting towards the door and calling back over her shoulder, 'If someone would be so calm as to retrieve my blade... I should like to return with it.'
Danath shakes his head 'Your Lordship, I am not the wrong choice, I just do not know what has caused her to go insane.' a pause 'I just do not wish to be the cause of further strife.' a sigh 'Now, May i return to my rest? and I will return to Caiherian and gather my things, then she will see nothing of me.'
Danath nods his head slightly 'I will return your blade to you after my rest'
Rand takes a step towards the door, then stops cold, entire body going tense. Slowly he turns back around to face Danath again. In a low, angry tone, he says,'A soldier will be sent to retrieve your.. things. If her sword is at hand, I would have it. I'll give it to her once she is on the other side of the gateway.' He waves a dismissive gesture and adds,'Then you may return to your rest. But I was under the impression that men here are taught to Heal.'
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