These last few days have been full of surprises. No less so than when she'd left Vizima with a broken phlactery in tow and the new knowledge of a place between places, a place where Geralt and Ciri have also been and where the two young men Geralt had with him in the Emperor's city have stayed.

She lacks Ciri's ability to travel between worlds, but there isn't any reason the theory of traveling to a well-established waypoint would not hold – and indeed, hold it does. Her portal leads her not to the cold stone halls of Kaer Morhen, but to a door in the air; one she reaches for and opens.

"Curious," she murmurs, as she closes the door behind herself, violet eyes alight with sharp interest. She touches the obsidian star at her throat and lowers her hand once more. "How very curious, indeed."