Serys sat dazed in her bed, trying to parse the words in her head. Blenshire...where had she heard that name before? She decided to head to the castle library to find out more. By candlelight, she ventured down into the library to find out more information.
Perusing the shelves, Serys tried desperately to find anything that may prove relevant. Suddenly, her candlelight went out. Trying to light another fire, Serys suddenly heard the voice from her dream again.
"WORDS AND TOMES OF MEN WILL PROVE FRUITLESS," the voice said. "FIND THE BLADE IN BLENSHIRE, AND ALL THAT YOU DREAM OF WILL BE YOURS."
The blade...could this be referencing the sword of Avytir? It's a legend she had known of since she was a child. A mythical sword that promised power and glory to whoever proved to be it's champion. She had known of countless knights who had made the foolish trek and never returned to tell the tale. What could she possibly offer that they couldn't?
As Serys thought what to do next, something to started to come over her. Serys suddenly felt, down into her bones, that she had to make this journey and she had to prove to be the sword's rightful heir. Nothing else mattered at the moment.
Venturing back into her room, Serys realized that she would have to leave tonight or never. King Aarvin and Queen Blythe were kind and thoughtful people but they would consider this a fool's errand and never let her go. Serys considered who she could ask to accommodate her on this trip.
"ALONE. THREE DAYS EAST."
A solo journey is what it would be. With clothing, coin, medicine, food rations, and a knife packed safely away, Serys quickly wrote a note to leave to her parents.
"Mother, father, you may wonder where I have gone, or whether I am in peril, or in the grips of madness. I tell you I am fine and clear of mind. I seek something that will give me true purpose for the first time in my life. You have given me love and compassion without condition, but this is something I need to find on my own. I intend to return, as soon as possible.
With all my love and all that I am in this world,
Serys"
Making her way into the dark night, Serys found her riding horse, Naple. Climbing aboard, she took one last glance at the castle that had been her home for 18 years. With no hesitation, Serys headed east.