"Yes, he is. Zayn, take her to Havoc. I'll meet you there," she tells the stallion, nodding.

The stallion, Zayn, whinnied, rearing up and almost throwing you off. But Gracyelia's hand goes to his muzzle and he settles down reluctantly with a huff. She repeats her order and the horse canters away from her. She watches you leave before disappearing in a puff of russet smoke. She appears at the Havoc Library's front steps, waiting patiently.