Waking in the morning, the elven woman considered for a moment, then crept away from the farmer. She wasn't going to reveal herself,<em>that</em>was certain. But if she tried to leave...the bastard would likely be waiting for her. Which gave her one choice, continuing her quest. And she<em>had</em>gotten away, so there must be<em>something</em>to the prophecies she'd been told. Looking around, she tried to locate the island that the palace was supposed to be on, and headed that direction.