She was sat in her throne amidst someone's conscience. Suddenly, her mind was awash with information as the throne she sat on, and the plane of existence she was in, all became that of Garreg Mach Monastery. Familiar with the environment, she found a room to sit in for a while, as she waited for the figure from her recent dreams to appear

Ah well, at least I'm familiar with this facility. Still...my dreams foretold of a faithful swordsman to come into my life. Such a bore...