Silence.

"I can't find my herb bottle..." she blurted, voice shaking.

Baron raked a hand through his hair, pacing in anger.

"For the gods' sake, Elyan-stop being so damned needy. You've been clinging to me like-" He cut himself off, his jaw tightening. "I had a dream. Or maybe it wasn't. I can't tell anymore. There was... a woman."

Elowyn's frustration broke through her fear. She caught his arm.

"Baron! I truly masked my scent for months! I can't do it anymore. I ...