Her New World

The water washed over the redhead feeling exhilarating, cleansing and at the same time made her shiver a little due to the weight loss. Still, the woman knew that it had anointed her and that Tamazzalt had brought forth the rain.

The downpour seemed to leave as quickly as it could and while part of Islana really wanted to stay longer on that balcony and watch to see if she spotted Shaila in the crowd or the off chance that Alexis might have not been just in her mind but her body wasn't having it. Her hand left the railing and she suddenly felt a little dizzy.

When she reached out to steady herself, Tamazzalt's hand was right there keeping the woman upright. He put her hand on his arm. "Sister, would you prefer to rest now?"

It wasn't said as a command or a casual question, instead it had a tone of a very strong suggestion. Islana had a feeling it was a tone she might get to know well from the Ascendant as the two Prophetesses before her had.

"Yes," She commented. Resting sounded like a good idea.

Led to her new room, high in the tower, above the rest of the Temple. The balcony overlooked the gardens but before Islana could notice anything else. A familiar sight greeted her.

A smile graced the redhead's lips as Kaithak took no time flying to her from the window sill. "Greetings old friend. I've missed you."

Speaking of friends and others. Islana turned to Tamazzalt, "How are Madaya and Silina?"

"Silina recovered. Didn't accept the offer to join the temple." The Ascendant paused briefly before adding. "She didn't want to serve a foreigner."

As all Penitents that survived were given the option to join her temple Islana expected to hear Madaya had done that but what was said next surprised and saddened her.

"Madaya is a coma of sorts." The man said in a softer tone than Islana had realized he was capable of.

"I would like to see her." Islana was clearly upset at the news. "Tomorrow."

While Islana, herself, felt very odd giving orders, the other Prophetesses had been quite used to it.

"Of course," Came the reply. "Was there anything else?"

"I could use the healer to come." Her joints and muscles felt like they had been in battle, head and stomach hurt.

Islana was too tired and weak to think of much else. She said goodnight to the man. He gave her a bow with his goodnight, saying he'd send up the healer and left.

Which left her alone with Kaithak, it was then her emerald eyes actually took in the room. The largest bed Islana had ever seen graced her vision. It wasn't like the young woman had much to compare it to but still it seemed large to her.

There was a table and some chairs a little off from the center. A rather nice looking writing desk, near one of the windows.

A wardrobe area for her clothes in which a few garments also hung, a soft seat in that area. Islana had never had any kind of luxury before, this to her was luxury.

Near the balcony was a nesting area for Kaithak. Islana put the falcon on the nesting area before heading towards the desk.

On the desk sat the journal given to her, in which the accounts with the Twins had been documented. An inkwell along with it. Her Skara knife also lay there. The top of the book held her silver bird necklace, which she put back on.

It was then her gaze caught sight of another door which led off the room, opposite of the balcony. Opening it there was a separate area which held the bathtub. It was already stocked with towels and a variety of oils.

The healer took little time to arrive. Once Islana sat down he put his hand gently on her and that warm glow went through her. She felt so much afterwards. Islana thanked the man. He bowed to her and left.

Servants came in shortly after and bought her water and prepared a bath for the redhead. After soaking in the hot water for a while, and getting into some robes it was all the woman could do to not just fall asleep standing up.

She slipped into the bed. Whatever it was made of was soft and felt amazing. Islana relaxed into it and quickly drifted off to sleep.