Mithlond, a blurry time, White Ship’s dock
She promised herself she would not cry. She promised herself she would have been prepared, and strong, and stalwart, and brave. She promised herself she would not beg them to stay.
She was none of those things at the moment. She could barely hold herself from yelling at her mother and father to not board the damn ship. To not leave her for who knows how long. But she decided to stay didn’t she?



