When Elyriel and I decided to finally take up Wraith’s offer to visit Trinsic, neither of us knew what to expect. Elyriel was simply adrift – having no idea where to find a purpose in her life again. The guilt over breaking her oath to Winterfell and King William was agonizing, and the sorrow over her failed relationship with Daca wore her self-worth down to almost nothing. Elyriel had chosen the ride the road aimlessly, occasionally finding pride in being able to help people she came across. But nothing could replace the sense of direction she had as a squire serving her Kingdom.