"She was as person following her own presence, child chasing her reflection by the running brooks' rim, as soles pursuing footsteps, as Sun being the escort of his rays.
She wasn't living by heart and will, but by fitting into the mould shaped for her soul, a cast that was another's calling."
~
The Secret Cell of the Under-Ground Dungeons,
Kingdom of Tristendyre,
The first Phrinight of the Second month,
XXI Year of Regency
The Arch Eccleissor began to elaborate the purpose wherefore she was retrieved:
"This is why you have been summoned in secrecy:
The Princess has levanted about a fortnight heretofore and the day of her coronation is at hand. It is a duty emplaced upon your shoulders to play as a marionette resembling Princess Mercedes. We will disguise you, but careful not to slip, for it will cost you your very head. And you, in the perception of the people, are criminal and dead."
