Wil had found her, of course he had, and Eretria had thanked him for keeping his promise and coming back. But she couldn't give him what he wanted, couldn't be there to help him grieve for the love he had lost, not when she was grieving for the same.
She could have told him she supposed, but that wouldn't have helped either of them. So she had left, telling Allanon where to find her just in case...well just in case a miracle happened, not that she was even allowing herself to hope.
Which was why Eretria was now staring blankly at the paper she held in her hands.
Come back, there's something you need to see.
-Allanon
She had no idea what it could be, if she went and it was nothing then she resolved to kill the druid.
But if it was something?
No.
She would go and see, Eretria decided, but she would arrive without any notions of what she might be being summoned for.