The Sentinels all the dead seem to know where i am

she was drawn here as much by the presence of her sister as her fathers. she drew nearer to emaleth, reverent to the grave and quiet in her approach. she looked to the fairy ring and reclined to her haunches, here for the first time since her dreams. he told me that you would return--to watch out for you, she spoke in their shared language, the words but a whisper.