"Fair point," she tried to help but she didn't know anything. She'd secluded herself. "I'll see if he's not too busy to ask. And time does do that. It is still a beautiful country though. I would not know either, if they had not kept Emain Macha. Even then I can only guess where the cabin was. Even then, the forest it would have been in may have been removed."
When the town let out and she saw the old fort in the distance she frowned a little, and paled. It would always mean dread to her, and the year she'd spend at Conchobar's hands. "Strange how some places never stop being different though."