[Esgallhugwen]

"Who are you?" she asked with a hint of apprehension.

"I am Gudryn, Lady Saeryn, and we've only had the rare chance to meet before your accident", Gudryn sat next to Saeryn, "I've brought you some fresh clothes and another blanket in case you get cold, it is most strange but Bethberry the healer thinks I may be able to help you with your memories".

Saeryn looked up at the girl, a glimmer of hope in her eyes. "But we know so little about one another, it may prove difficult", Saeryn looked back down at the ground. Gudryn caught her change in temperment and she stood up to face her.

"I wouldn't worry, I will help you if you like, anything you need ask for me and I'll come straight away"

At this they heard a knock on the door which caused Gudryn to start depsite herself. Bethberry entered in a flurry of skirts, "Eodwine, your father", she looked kindly upon Gudryn, "is asking for you my dear, he also wishes to know how Lady Saeryn is faring"

The healer walked to the far end of the room to retrieve some books piled neatly on an fine oak table, one volume in particular caught Gudryn's eye. In silver pen was scrawled Herblore and the book though bound in fine leather looked exaustingly heavy.

"A new girl here wishes to learn the art of healing" Bethberry answered as if reading her thoughts and turned back around exiting the room. The young lass smiled "If you'd like you can get dressed into these fresh clothes and meet me at the table with my Father, it may be good for you to be among friendly faces with food and refreshing drink in front of you".

Searyn looked at her questioningly "I'll let you think it over", she smiled again and left Saeryn to her own thoughts. She returned to her adoptive Father's side with a new face seated at the table.