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When Les opened her eyes, she lay in the bed that was in the chamber she had changed in. Les sighed and thought about the visions she'd been given, or had seen. She wondered what it meant. The figure she saw wasn't necessarily her. They were clad in armor. And the events passed like events do in dreams, not relative to time or reality. Les tried to remember what else she had seen before that, and failed. All she could really recollect was the part with the dragon and then the wizard. Regardless of what she had seen, she still didn't see how it had anything to do with her. As she lay there thinking, she wondered how long she had been away from home. There was sunlight streaming through her windows, and she'd slept at least twice.

There was a knock at the door and Gilroy entered and cleared his throat. "Oh good you're awake." He said and put a tray down on a table. "There is a small gathering of the Order with the Lord of the house in the library who wish to speak with you this morning. After you've eaten, you will meet me in the hall and I'll escort you down."