Yorda nodded. "Yes," she replied, "but Mother locked me away when I was older." She knew why, of course - her mother had been afraid to die and had wanted to use Yorda's body - but that hadn't made it any easier, and when a ray of hope had come into Yorda's situation, in the form of the horned boy named Ico, Yorda had taken his outstretched hand and run with him for her life.