The entire day, Gyda was in a daze; Ivar..her remaining connection to home, was gone, and she'd have to try and provide his memories to Winter instead of him being there.

She was grateful for being in school this time-if only to get a way. The usual chaos and confusion of the

Then there was the message with Laura. She'd wondered why the girl wasn't in school, wondered if it was possible she as sick-until the message. Gyda wasn't so foolhardy as to go search for her, she didn't have the power or means, especially with Laura being bewitched as she was. She didn't know what to do, hoped there were others who could help her.

Gyda didn't notice that morning when something wet got on her tunic. Between everything else, she still brought a dagger with her to school-a connection she couldn't break from. The school didn't allow for them of course, but she could easily hide a dagger or small ax in her bag, so long as she was mindful of where it was.

She was on her way to the school, still keeping an eye out. Not there yet, she had her knife at her belt, wary if anyone came near.