A young woman often came to the courtyard of the White Tree always alone and always at night. Evidently the guards recognized her for she walked about the courtyard freely. As nearly every soul in Gondor was wont to do she would often pause and let her gaze wander. In one aspect only was she different. All in Gondor looked to the East. But the cloaked and hooded woman with the grey-blue eyes looked always to the West.