"The vision.." Elana looked down at the ground and was forced to remember it as if she received the vision just moments before. Slowly, she looked up and looked at her daughter as she felt her emotions flooding through her body. It was a horrifying image that she saw in front of her eyes and she could feel her legs giving away. "The vision was of you, your father and myself... We were riding away on a horse. You were in my arms, only hours after birth... all of a sudden... A large group of men on horses surrounded us... They stabbed the horse, we landed on the ground and they... took your father.. He died right in front of me... They then took you from my arms... And... And..." She couldn't finish the tale. It was only a vision, but it was so real. "I sent you away in the other direction, so that the men couldn't capture you... You weren't even alive an hour when it happened, wrapped in some of the finest and softest blankets to keep you safe and warm..."