Sanria had been through it all and her heart felt tight, as though it were scared to even beat. She had been yelled at by her own eight-year-old daughter, Leandra, who felt that what Sanria was doing meant she wouldn't be around for the new baby or the family. She had discovered from Thas- mudyan how they might cure Colin of his malady, only to find out Colin had seen her sitting with Thasmudyan and was rather jealous. She had felt the pressure from Colin to forgive him, to let all of this go and just... here Sanria let out a long sigh and put her head into her hands. Forgiving was one thing, but to act as though nothing had happened was too much to ask.
The cavern, as immense as it was, felt like a cage. Sanria sat at the desk in the library and pulled a piece of parchment towards herself. She wrote,
"Colin,
I need to take a walk and will return. I have to clear my head. Please, let me be alone. I will be fine and no harm will come to me. I have much to think about.
Sanria"
She looked at the note and rose, walking to the foyer as she reread it. It wasn't eloquent work, but the point was to keep Colin from following be- hind. The last thing she wanted was him seeking her out, thinking she had decided to leave, and trying then to convince her she needed to stay with him and reconsider her decision.
She put a cloak around her shoulders, and set the note on the fountain. Quietly, Sanria opened the door and, ensuring even her children did not see her, grabbed her pack and closed the door behind her.
