The Lady rose and departed. Aeriel sat alone once more in the high palace room. Night's shadow came running, swept over the city. The chamber was suddenly dark. The Sea beyond gleamed, restless by starlight, reflecting its own inner fire. No Oceanus rode the heavens. That planet, like a fixed blue eye, had slipped beneath the rim of the world before she and Irrylath had reached Isternes. She gazed at the dark between the stars and had an eerie sense of something unfinished, some task left undone. She felt as though she had lost something. Aeriel arose, leaving the bandolyn, and crossed the smooth stone floor to the hall. Hurrying down the long, empty corridors, she found a door into the garden. Winding paths there lost themselves among hummocks of plume grass, bee's-wing and cat's-toes. Aeriel found herself at stream's edge suddenly, heard someone calling her name. Glancing up, she spotted the Lady's six secondborn sons under the lacewillow trees.
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