Our nephew was kidnapped. [ Claire still can't quite wrap her mind around the fact that it all led back to a woman she owed her life to. Instead, Claire killed Geillis and now, here she is. ] We weren't exactly sure where he was being taken to, but we followed as common a trade route as we could. We did find him, in the end.

[ And that's all that matters, really. At Henry's answer, any lingering thoughts she has about Jamacia fall away. ]

Well, I suppose on the one hand, you've escaped. On the other, you're in another prison. A nice one, if you ignore the last few weeks, but a place we can't leave nonetheless.