Travelling on foot was a slow and tedious affair, but she had no choice but to continue. Thanks to R'hllor's blessing, she did not need food, water, or rest. Before the sunset, she gathered some dry wood and lit a fire. Ever since she left Winterfell, the flames had shown nothing when she prayed for guidance. She had no idea to know if she was on the right path. Had she displeased the Lord of the Light somehow?