Windoak... why did that sound so familiar? Had it been part of her mother's old stories? She wasn't sure. It had been too long since she'd heard her mother's voice. She leaned her elbows on the table and tried to remember but nothing came to her.
Now she was intensely curious. She wanted to see this Windoak but she didn't know if that would be allowed and doubted if Markus would know. All thoughts of what the knights might think of her previous status had left her mind.
Airil yawned suddenly. Was it getting that late?