Things didn't go well for Violet; she was struggling to sleep. And as a consequence, so was Ash.
They'd spent the rest of the night packing in a necessary silence. Ash was reeling how to approach the subject with Violet being so unstable right now. Violet was struggling to wrap her mind around what she learned, what it all could mean.
Silence was the only thing both could offer the other. Silence to process, silence to think, silence to breath. The weight of Arya's words felt heavy, casting a shadow on the happy couple. They both tossed and turned all day waiting for the sun's rays to rest for the day for them to leave for their flight. It would be Violet's first flight, just to add the icing on the anxiety cake.
Ash thought about how if they never asked Arya to do this, then none of this would be happening.
Violet of course could hear his loud thoughts, "Ash, the prophecy would happen whether we heard it not, it's better we heard it so we can plan for it."
