Blackfeather Woods Breached her sanctuary

Resisting an eye roll, Maegi flitted her gaze round the clearing, looking for some sight of Euron--at least to find his beady eyes glowing somewhere in the darkness that surrounded them. Coming up empty, she sighed, looking back at Miraak, a spark of animation coming to her face as a sudden thought occurred to her.

"You said 'mother's uncle,'" Maegi said, slowly trying to puzzle out the mess of jumbled thoughts in her mind. "Did you know Meldresi?" She cast her eyes sideways at Ramsay, adding, "Our grandmother," in a slightly haughty way--he likely knew that already, but young Maegi already had a touch of condescension when it came to Blackfeather lore, as if it belonged to her and her alone.

Meldresi! Perhaps this stocky man with eyes of indigo could tell her more about the grandmother stuck in tales, buried in the woods. Maegi thought she had seen that same color of eyes appear in her dreams. . .could Miraak have been close to the Night Mother herself?