Blackwater Islands driftwood

Her eyes widened, but she should have expected it. Hearing the tongue of her family soothed her, as if she were within the Glen once more, learning from Miraak. Who must be here, somewhere—

Islands?! Maegi shook her head as to clear it. No. This. . .

Bewildered, she placed her chin upon outstretched paws and looked up at the woman, totally at her mercy. (What else was new?) Maegi Blackfeather. Born a Melonii. I tracked my husband's scent to the cliff and when it ended, I threw myself into the sea.

Her gaze became very serious, then, sharp and appraising. Am I dead, or dreaming?