Asena couldn't remember exactly when it started, but the rain outside was relentless. The clouds in the sky were almost pitch black and blotted out the sun while the deluge continued to pour down, submerging the world in the constant white noise of rainfall. Everything about it left a lingering sense of melancholy in the air though she couldn't explain why. Despite this, she was almost thankful for the poor weather and the constant background noise; it almost was enough to drown out the sound of angry commoners and distract from the thronging masses that could be seen out of the castle window.
"Yuna, are you almost ready? We need to get moving."
"I'm hurrying! Almost done, promise! I just need to find where I put Mr. Chef-guy's present!"
Asena shook her head in exasperation but still couldn't bring herself to be mad. "His name is Mr. Pfeifer and I'm sure he'd understand if you left his gift behind, ok? We can even come back for it later, alright?"
