My mind was tumbling, my memories flashing before my eyes. The hurt, the pain, the shame; everything I kept to the back of my mind were now in the front. The guilt I had when I left Arthur to the machinations of Uther. The disappointed looks of the Founders, Helena, and countless others when I walked out of Hogwarts for the first time to go on an adventure. The worry on Fylaneiros" face when I had practically decided to become an Archfey. 