There were no goodbyes, there was no closure. Lady Nestadalien paced the ship's deck. The first portion of the voyage was gentle. But it gave her no comfort. Dol Amroth may have been surrounded by sea, still, she preferred watching the waves on the shore from the comfort of her home. It felt like she was in exile but she knew she did nothing wrong. There were so many questions in her heart. His voice echoed in her mind "My lady, we need to leave. I apologize, there is no time to explain. Take everything that is a necessity and keep your eyes forward. Whatever you do, don't look back. We are to board a ship to Eriador."
It was not the wealth or even the prestige, that she would miss. No, it was Gondor and her family that she would miss dearly. Those two things were what she valued more above anything else in Middle-Earth. She thought of her brothers, Gwestion, Maldor, and Edenor. Some were more insufferable than others at times. Especially Edenor, he was the eldest and carried the most entitlement. Despite this, he shared the same patriotism like her father and that she could certainly live with. The ocean breeze and the flying of the gulls overhead reminded her of the long journey ahead. There would be no sleep for her.
