Story takes place in The Eye of the World at the end of chapter 47 before the events of 48. Chapter 47: More Tales of the Wheel (Adar 25 N.E. 998)
Taking Care of your Aes Sadei
Castle Keep at Fal Dara
Egwene sat cross-legged on the warm rug with her eyes closed, her arms lose, and her hands resting on her knees.
The fur-trimmed robe she wore from the communal baths earlier lay around her waist. Lan's strong hands were moving gently over her narrow shoulders and down the tight muscles of her slender back. He used a soothing, unscented lotion provided by Moiraine. Lan's strong fingers found points of pain and soreness she did not know she had.
Moiraine sat across from her, their knees almost touching on the bedroom's large rug, her posture a mirror image of Egwene. Legs crossed, arms relaxed, naked from the waist up. Moiraine had pert round breasts with small pink nipples, her dark hair fell in curls around her shoulders. Even naked, she had dignity and power that was much greater than her small stature. Perrin, Egwene's new lover, knelt behind Moiraine, his strong blacksmith hands gripped her shoulders while his thumbs dug into her neck as he followed Lan's moves, mimicking Lan's motions on Egwene's back.
Around them in Moiraine and Lan's bedroom, the soft glow of light from half a dozen fine candles in heavy silver holders lit the room softly. Behind them, the logs of a fire warmed the room in a modest fireplace.
Just for a moment, Egwene let her thoughts drift to what she knew about the rest of the traveling party.
Rand, who she still thought of as her future husband, now lay with Nynaeve just across the hallway. Mat, their tormented jokester had two pretty bath girls, sisters, provided by Moiraine for the price of a few pieces of silver. She had seen it all as she stood outside the bedroom door in the shadows waiting to be invited in after she and Moiraine had bathed in the great tiled communal baths. She blushed at the thought.
Only to have Moiraine question her about what she had seen as soon as she found her outside the door to her room.
"Did you see anyone go in Rand's room?" she had asked in her melodious voice.
She paused for a moment, "Yes just before you brought the girls for Mat, Nynaeve went into his room," a touch of jealousy gripped her heart. Even though she expected to be sleeping with Perrin shortly.
"Ah you did not know of them," Moiraine said as she took her hands, Egwene suddenly found herself examining her feet.
She slightly shook her head.
"As a Wisdom, she was often a winter guest of Rand and his widowed father. She has spent many weeks of the coldest winters at their farm, taking the place of the woman of the house, providing warmth among other things."
"I didn't know," she said, feeling anger building inside her. "How did you?"
"Don't be angry child, she was never a threat to you, though the Wheel's web is weaving your path a different way, is it not? And, as to how I know, I watched and asked a lot of questions while in the Two Rivers." She said quietly, "Now let's go see our Warders."
+++++++ Rand and Nynaeve
Rand was surprised by the knock as Nynaeve entered his bedchamber. He was lying on his nice wide bed which sat on a strange heating platform, reading in the candlelight one of Loial's books. After dinner in the great hall, the Ogier had been ambushed by the city's Master Builder and whisked away to answer the Builder's many questions about the city's construction and history.
Nynaeve wore a light green robe of fine quality which she started to peel off one shoulder at a time while she crossed the room to the bed. Her dark eyes never left his.
"Hello, Rand. Moiraine says tonight we need to prepare for the Eye and the next part of the journey. She suggested I could help you sleep. And not with powders in your tea," She said from the edge of the big bed. Flashing him the naughty smile she saved for the bedroom. A smile he knew well.
It had been a while since he had lain with the combative, haughty beautiful Wisdom. Maybe a month before the attack on Emond's Field she spent a few days with him and Tam. She had become like an older sister over the last few years since becoming apprenticed to the village Wisdom as an orphaned fourteen-year-old.
Nynaeve dropped her robe to the floor as Rand set aside his book in favor of his bed guest. At the farm, she always let her dark brown hair down even after the women's council allowed her to wear the braid. Tonight, she kept her hair in a thick braid down her back. Back home this indicated a maiden of marriageable age.
Her breasts were round and pert with wide pink nipples. She was a little taller than Egwene and slender with a pretty face. Men who looked past her abrasive personality would call her beautiful.
"Come here," Rand said as he sat up and patted the bed next to him. He only wore his drawers since he expected to sleep alone, but that also made this next part easy.
Nynaeve reached for his dick, her hand caressing him through his shorts, as Rand lay back pulling the slender woman up on his chest. They kissed as his hand found one of her firm breasts.
++++++++ Moiraine, Lan, Egwene, Perrin
Egwene watched Perrin and Moiranie through half-open eyes. The bodywork had a rhythm as the men worked different parts of their bodies. She was doing her best to clear her mind to center herself as Moiranie had instructed. Lan's strong hands were both helping and hurting as he knelt behind her back. This almost King, this Lord was massaging her, a simple country girl, wow.
Perrin was doing his best to work the kinks out of the Aes Sedai's back. Her skin was pale and smooth, warm to his touch. Her dark curly hair was soft. For such a small woman she had a strong muscular back and shoulders that he was enjoying running his lotion-covered hands over. It was hard to hide his reaction, his thick cock standing up at an angle in front of him, like an oak from a patch of dark bush. The small stature of both women had him and Lan squatting low their legs splayed wide on either side of both women.
Egwene looked small in front of Lan, who was tall, strong, and older than her by many years, his hair having a touch of silver on its temples.Β Egwene's face looked peaceful, with her eyes watching Perrin work on the Aes Sedai.
In one smooth motion, Lan moved his right hand from Egwene's shoulder to her heavy, round breast. Perrin did the same his right-hand finding Moiranie's firm smaller breast, cupping it. Moiraine noticeably breathed in and out once he touched her tit.