The Blightborder. The Citadel. Nate was right in that the pace was different out on the Blightborder. Tia didn’t think she could up and move to the Citadel on a permanent basis, but she did enjoy the time she’d spent out there, though enjoy seemed like an odd way of putting it. The moment the Amyrlin handed Tia the title of Mistress of Novices, the Green Sister had to curb her visits to the Blightborder.
A Green was meant to fight the Shadow, and as Mistress of Novices, Tia wasn’t exactly on the front lines. She didn’t exactly get bored as Mistress of Novices. . .there was always SOMETHING to do, but whether that something was interesting was an entirely different matter. She offered Nate a wry smile, “Perhaps I should run away to the Blightborder with you.”
Holding up her hands, Tia continued, “I jest! I jest. In truth, though, I think all a person can do is the best they can. If you can be the best you can without your Ajah brethren, then so be it. . .but please take care not to isolate yourself from those here at the Tower who care about you. I hear stories about how you throw yourself into the thick of a fight, and I can’t blame you. Please. . .just make sure you have someone with you to watch your back. None of us are invincible or immortal.”
She wasn’t trying to lecture but more express concern. He’d been a friend to her, and she hoped to be the same to him. She didn’t, though, want him to feel as if she were trying to tell him how to live his life, and hoped she didn’t come across in such a manner.
A Green was meant to fight the Shadow, and as Mistress of Novices, Tia wasn’t exactly on the front lines. She didn’t exactly get bored as Mistress of Novices. . .there was always SOMETHING to do, but whether that something was interesting was an entirely different matter. She offered Nate a wry smile, “Perhaps I should run away to the Blightborder with you.”
Holding up her hands, Tia continued, “I jest! I jest. In truth, though, I think all a person can do is the best they can. If you can be the best you can without your Ajah brethren, then so be it. . .but please take care not to isolate yourself from those here at the Tower who care about you. I hear stories about how you throw yourself into the thick of a fight, and I can’t blame you. Please. . .just make sure you have someone with you to watch your back. None of us are invincible or immortal.”
She wasn’t trying to lecture but more express concern. He’d been a friend to her, and she hoped to be the same to him. She didn’t, though, want him to feel as if she were trying to tell him how to live his life, and hoped she didn’t come across in such a manner.