Marshlands
We have been staying in the Combe and Wattle Inn for some time now, and I feel strong enough to go back to those marshlands.
I told Kirseth I needed to go back, but I could not tell her why.
She did not understand. She insisted that if it is so important to go back, she will accompany me. I could give no reason to abate her insistence.
I do not know how I will explain myself if we do happen upon the brooch.
