Y-yes. [Ethlyn shuts her eyes again, trying to recall the woman--Deirdre's--face. She's never seen that woman before, and yet she fits into Ethlyn's mind somehow as someone she knows.] But I wasn't in Aldrip... I don't know where I was.

I saw a woman being kidnapped by a sorcerer, and I--I couldn't stop it. I couldn't do anything to save her.

[The words seem to rise from a deep well, of grief and of guilt. But it doesn't fit.]

But I've lived in Aldrip my whole life... how can I remember something like that?