It was dark before she emerged from her room at the Three Broomsticks armed with a plan. The tavern was busy for a Sunday night which made sneaking out easier. She didn't want Thorfinn to see her leave. When he appeared to be lost in thought at the bar, she rushed across the room and out the front door. If he followed her, she didn't know what would happen. Maybe he would try to stop her or he would offer to help her. Neither option was good.