There's a sting. One that reminds her of the familiar sensation of being alone. No that wasn't right. Her children were supposed to know her. She was supposed to raise them. They were supposed to know all about her. All about Saya. Her precious little girls...might not even know her when she sees them. Her arms slowly fall to her side as she falls in step behind Hagi.

"They're still mine." They were her hopes and dreams. Even if she might be a stranger to them she had to see them, hold them in her arms. "I have to see them. No matter what." Even if that meant trusting Saya's chevalier. Even if it meant she could be walking into a trap of some kind. Her children mattered more then anything else.