'I am exhausted.'
Perching herself up in her room and leaning against a branch Evelyn closed her eyes and allowed herself to fall asleep.
She had done just as Melisandre instructed and practice magic until she was unable to go on.
Unfortunately, she still felt no closer to a breakthrough than she was before. But keeping at it was necessary, and she knew that it took even Melisandre a year to gain control over her magical energy.
Luckily after a good long rest her exhaustion had completely faded, and she woke up to the next day invigorated and ready to get started.
'Oh, has she already had it brought to me?!'
Looking down near the entrance of her room Evelyn saw that there was a small crate that had not been there before.
And as she opened it up, she found exactly what she was expecting to.