*
She arrived at dusk, when the dust clouds were beginning to settle and the cool evening air swept over the ShadowLands. The mountainside was warmer than everywhere else, and for that she was grateful.
Battered and bruised, she made her way to the steps of House Black, where the windows were shut and the door looked dark and foreboding even before she reached it. For all her self-proclaimed strength, Shiela was actually terrified as she made her way towards the house.
“He’s not here,” she whispered to herself weakly, wanting to believe what she was saying. As far as she could tell, Oberon was still camping out in Death Valley, and all his forces had moved there. It was closer to Grey-Haven than the ShadowLands, and there he could plot his next move right before his enemies eyes while
