The temptation

Etaine moves through the ruin she found as shelter from the raine, she comes to sit by the small fire she has made. She rests her chin on her knees and watches the smoldering whit embers, letting her mind drift away.

A slender womans figure come to stand oppersite of her, keepin in the shadows with her cloack tight around her form, her long yet black hair hangs around a subtle face with her green eyes set deep holding an inner turmoil at bay. She regards Etaine with great distast... Is it because all this reminds her of her own path? Long before the embrace... Long before him... She had let Ashana take away her pain... But what was she now?
The women snares at herself for falling idle to her own memories.

Etain gets startled by the noise and reaches for her knife but as she sees the woman she just sighs deeply and defeatedly.
Then the voices start again, were they the woman speaking or someone else, Etaine was not sure... She tried to pay no attention to them but they are starting to get to her slow but steady pulling down her defences. Etaine wrappes her arms around her kneesain an attemt to keep herself together. She needed to stay strong... But for who? Why? The voices taunts her. Etaine holds the letter that came to her, tightly in her one hand.
She was glad about some of the content but hurt by some of the other.
Should she use the necklace? The voices taunting her more.
Could she ever look into those icy blue eyes again? She let her fingers run over the necklace she held so dear.

The woman spats and her voice is like pure malice as she barks at Etaine... Weakness! You know he has moved on... You have felt it... Seen it... Do not fall pray... Why should you hurt when he so clearly does not...

Etains eyes flair with rage as she looks up at the woman... He does, that i have felt to. Her voice is drain comeparede to the womans.

The woman snorts... A fleeting moment here and there, you are nothing more to him.
And he is better of, why you had nothing to offer, just a scared little child with no real power like him or fighting skilles like her... You are weak...
You could raise... Like i myself did once when i was weak before i embraced true power... Power that gave my life purpose.

Etaine peers seachingly at the woman. Her body trembles slightly. She needed someone... But who?