"Companions are a heritage of blessing when they mean goodness, but embodiments of curse when their intentions to your-ward are dreadful. There are those that can manoeuvre your ship through the tempest and those that could cast you down to the rage of the seas' hunger."
~
Princess' Residential Chambers,
Crowning and Imperial Castle,
Kingdom of Tristendyre,
The Second Sunday of the Second month,
Year I of the Era of Tristendyrian Revolution
"But the key is not here, where I had left it", said Imogen, feeling perplexed.
Just as she spoke, there were violent throbs clamouring against the door, claiming her gasp. Angry voices of people shouted, "Open, you imposter!"
"You shall not hide from our indignation!"
"Where is the Duvessa Princess?"
And the tumultuous knocks sounded greatly enough to fell the door.
