"Yes," she replies. She kisses him softly, and her eyes are SO heavy. It won't be long before they're both asleep.

Some time later, while it's still fully dark, a set of footsteps approaches the house. They are moving quietly, but as if they have every right to be here. A little old woman opens the door in the moonlight, her hair gone entirely silver with age. She's carrying a basket on one arm, and seems quite calm as she surveys the scene before her.

With his hearing, Skellig is likely to hear her coming long before Kreyu.