Dawn Treader Valley Fisher, Fisher where are you.

She’d kept this dark secret so long now, Frolic balked at the thought of confessing. But as she wept at (not) Otto’s feet, she couldn’t help but think it might be a relief. Besides, she didn’t think she could live with it anymore.

Tears still tracking down her cheeks, she didn’t bother to look up at him as she said heavily, I killed Raveon and her unborn children.

She said nothing else for a moment, just letting those words hang in the air. Frolic felt a twinge of fearful regret. What would (not) Otto do with her now? But she quickly resigned herself to her fate.

I spent the spring at Fisher’s Ridge, led by Otto and Merry, Frolic revealed, sniffing and wiping at her nose. Otto was a fisher and Merry was a medic. They reminded me of my parents.

Her voice shook and she had to pause to breathe and cry a little before she could possibly think of continuing.