The dream I had that you were in went bad and then it finished (Enfys: Open @ The Round Table)
As it is, she's taken to writing down the visions and trying to make some sort of sense of them. In her conversations with Nimue the future's always seemed like some big loom where she can see the weaving and correct the threads, but it's not like that in practice. Or, well, it is, except that the threads don't look like threads but like snakes and dragons and things, and the final pattern is muddied and not the neat tapestry she's expecting. But hey, every little helps.
So she's holding court at The Round Table, because it amuses her to do so (not because it's next door to Of the Lake, or because it feels like she's meant to be there, or anything... really, she's just heard favourable reviews and decided to check the place out), and has pulled up a table somewhere in the corner with her laptop out, trying to google the hell out of last night's drama. Unfortunately it seems that the internet isn't up to making any sort of sense out of 'A golden-headed serpent will lure the leopard away and corrupt his heart, and that is how the great dragon will die' beyond that she - he, the Other – said it in the previous lifetime.
The entirety of the prophecy doesn't illuminate anything much beyond giving her a cold feeling in the pit of her stomach, so she really hopes this place is as good as she's expecting it to be.