Elizabeth had been walking. This had surely been a less glorious journey than she had been hoping for, but such a journey was not outside of her predictions either. It no doubt meant to build her character, or some other presumptuous proposition. Regardless, Elizabeth had taken the right path. She saw a batch of blue berries alongside where she had been, and Elizabeth wanted to eat them, but decided against it. There must be a spell that could detect poison, yet Elizabeth could not recall any.

Elizabeth had kept walking, and eventually the sky had turned dark. She saw no place to rest along the path she had gone, so she decided to keep walking for just a little while longer.