Windsor - Æstradel - beginning
Windsor is in love with the world. She’s been to Nérène before, of course, and even to the pristine gated communities of New Eden, with their perfect gardens and grand sprawling lawns and enormous looming mansions. That was impressive, but somehow false. Æstradel, though…! Æstradel is real, and old, so old she can taste it in the air with the tang of the water when the wind blows off the ocean. The wind is always blowing here, it seems. She used to think Da foolish, with his obsession with new places; now she is beginning to reconsider, beginning to understand.