She sat on the edge of the bed, clad in a simple white robe. Nodding absentmindedly as the Elf spoke, her mind obscured by thoughts of revenge, hatred and sadness. She felt lonely, cold inside...
When she heard the Elf say this was no place for her to stay she lived up, her eyes flashing. The Elf was right, if this was an Elven refuge she didn't belong here. Pushing her sentiments to the back of her mind she started to pay attention to the Elf's words. She had to leave, she was strong enough....there were things to take care of...
"I will give you a letter for a woman I know in a town called Bree, her name is Ilyana. You have no possessions but your memories so I will provide you with a horse and food. Please do travel fast and sleep at safe places, the horse, her name is 'Clouddancer', will lead you. Promise you will travel to Bree and not seek revenge while travelling"
She nodded, albeit reluctant. This Elf had saved her life, nursed her until she was fit to leave and now she gives a horse? There is no way she could refuse without loosing that last bit of honour she had left in her after failing to protect her parents.
