Shortbeak, however, did not believe her own words. She had failed her, failed them both, failed herself, and nothing she could say or do would ever undo it, and she refused to believe in the folly that she somehow could. So she found herself, a Cloud Knight, wandering the countryside, without land, without lord, and without purpose save for finding a cure for her sister. She knew Amelia was in pain throughout the entire ordeal, but she never breathed a word of it to Shortbeak, ashamed at what she had done, at what she had tried to do, and the burden she became to her sister. She never explained what she had done. Shortbeak had decided she didn’t want to know if it meant whatever darkness it was would never touch their family again.