I again peer at the strange man up ahead that Diarmid found on the road to the harbor. A ship would be waiting there to take us across the Sundering Seas and into safety from the destruction of the Orcs. He joined our group of survivors but a few hours ago — keeping mostly to himself.

He stops and waits a moment, and turns slightly towards me — beginning to walk at my pace next to me.

“If you’re going to watch me this entire journey… might I know your name, my Lady?”