There is no stronger bond than that of an Aes Sedai and her Warder. The bond shattered once Kerene was lost and returned to the Wheel.

His days had been long, an endless loop of grey static and anguish. The drinks, the drugs—all of it to numb the pain he felt deep inside.

There was no light left in his world.

He drifted alone. He felt the void threaten to swallow him whole. He was only half a soul with Kerene.

One night, deep in the throes of his blackout, was his attention drawn to a scrap at the bars. You—standing there—threatening a man twice your size, and deep in his mind, he swore he could feel her in you.

He didn’t even remember swinging before the chaos descended. From this moment on, you were fated—your paths intertwined in ways you could not understand.

The details are foggy afterwards, the haze of liquor kept him diluted for the most part. But he’ll never forget the feeling of being given a second chance—a new purpose— you.