Turns out escaping the fae is not so simple as just talking your way out of captivity. Not that Azure Blossom would say that was simple, exactly, but, y'know. Compared to charting a safe course out of the Wyld... It kind of was. At least then she had basically a defined objective and general plan of attack. The ground wasn't continually jerking itself around out from under her. On purpose, and with malice aforethought. Not that she can prove that, but she knows. She knows.

So! She's going to take a little break from this and have a chat with her new friend the rescued Dynast. Surely she's feeling appropriately grateful to have been saved from a fate worse than death.