Your cheery humors let you view the hypothetical in as positive a light as possible. [+Blood]
For now, you'll just focus on succeeding as best you can here in the Duchy. Port Covens is your home now, just as much as the valley ever was.
Three Years Later
Your life remains segmented into an uneven chain of public effort and private preparation. You lose yourself so thoroughly in the stuttering arrhythmia of it that tracking the weeks becomes harder and harder…until you espy a St. Grunion's Day bunting out in town and realize, with a start, that three years have transpired since the same holiday back in Billingsley changed your fortunes forever.
Onward