My silence carried on for some time as I thought. There was a slight possibility that a visit to the Feywilds, the Capital specifically, could help alleviate her powers. But if Fate was consistently weaving herself through reality, not even the Elder from the Court of Balsamic could halt the visions from coming. The Three were entities beyond our comprehension, even to the oldest of Archfey. "Maybe. It honestly depends on how much Fate decides to meddle in our lives." It doesn’t help that I really didn’t want to go to the Feywilds right now. 