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An Eye for the Ancient
( Inside the Castle )
Euden: Guess it's time for my training.
Euden: ...Hmm?
Nefaria: ......
Euden: Who's that?
Euden: Excuse me. How did you get in here?
Nefaria: You must be the denizen of this great house.
Nefaria: Prithee, might I be permitted to view this fine esta...
Nefaria: Hmm? Your mana...
Nefaria: Ah! You are Euden, he who is pactbound to the Windwyrm.
Euden: That's me, all right. But who are you?
Nefaria: I am called Nefaria.
Nefaria: It came to my attention that an ancient castle has returned to this world, and I could not resist laying eyes upon it myself.
Nefaria: I journeyed for an age from a country to the south where the burning sun scorches the land without mercy, and now I have arrived at last.
Euden: I wasn't aware there was a country that far south.
Nefaria: There was, once. Long ago and longer still.
Nefaria: The people of this place were happy in their lives. Of this much am I certain.
Euden: Huh.
Nefaria: Prithee, forgive me. You may disregard my words as you like.
Nefaria: *sigh* And yet, this will not do.
Nefaria: I cannot help but feel wistful when in an ancient stronghold such as this.
Nefaria: I apologize for appearing without invitation or leave and wandering about your estate.
Nefaria: I shall take my leave hence.
Euden: Er, but you must have come here for a reason, right?
Nefaria: I can't deny that I would have enjoyed a more leisurely tour of the premises.
Nefaria: Yet alas, I am but a suspicious intruder who would mostlike simply be underfoot.
Euden: You don't have to go, Nefaria. It's fine.
Euden: I have no objections to you taking a look around the place.
Nefaria: Fie, how can you even suggest that? You know nothing of me!
Nefaria: Nor do you have any way of proving that I am not here to bring you great harm.
Nefaria: Still...I suppose it is but fate.
Euden: How's that?
Nefaria: It is nothing.
Nefaria: Regardless, I accept your kindly offer to tarry here awhile longer.
Euden: You can stay as long as you like. Or, um, tarry, I suppose.
Queen of the Dead Sands
( Inside the Castle at Night )
Nefaria: Hmm. I see the rumors were true after all.
Euden: Oh, there you are.
Euden: It's time for dinner, if you're interested. I figure you must be hungry.
Nefaria: I suppose it does not hurt to enjoy a meal once in a great while.
Euden: We usually enjoy three a day, actually. Is that...not what you do?
Nefaria: Think no more of it.
Nefaria: You truly are a most peculiar fellow, Euden.
Nefaria: You are royalty, yet you choose to break the bread with baseborn subjects.
Nefaria: I mean that in a good way, of course.
Nefaria: Seeing all of you- as well as this castle- can't help but restore memories of my own past.
Nefaria: I, too, once sat about a table and partook in the evening meal with my vassals.
Euden: Really? Are you a queen, then?
Nefaria: Know you of the Desert of Death?
Euden: I've heard of it.
Euden: It's said to be a place where sand stretches endlessly toward the horizon and not a single blade of grass can grow.
Nefaria: That is the way of it now. But once, long ago and longer still, there was a country most beautiful there.
Euden: Wait, you said you came from a country to the south, right? So is that...?
Euden: No, that doesn't make sense. I've never heard of a country there- even in the past.
Nefaria: It has not been so for hundreds of years.
Euden: Sorry?
Nefaria: Once upon a time did a country prosper in that desert.
Nefaria: ...And I was its final queen.
Euden: Sorry, but I'm really not following this.
Euden: If that's true, then you would be...
Nefaria: It surprises me not that you would find this a tale most fanciful.
Nefaria: I can scarce believe it myself.
Nefaria: Yet memories such as dining with others- and of the final seconds of my life- are etched most clearly in my mind.
Euden: ......
Nefaria: And after seeing this castle, I have been able to accept all as reality.
Nefaria: This castle is indeed from ancient times.
Nefaria: There are many similarities between its architecture and that of the buildings in my time.
Nefaria: If it be possible for an ancient castle to revive in a night, why should it be beyond the realm of possibility for once such as myself to do the same?
Nefaria: That was my conclusion.
Euden: Then you really are...
Nefaria: Apologies. This must all be rather baffling for you.
Nefaria: Stories like this must sound like jangling nonsense to one who lives in the present such as yourself.
Nefaria: Yet I find myself weary from this conversation, and so I will leave to take in the cool night air.
Euden: Wait, she couldn't really be...
A Cursed Body
Not Much Beloved
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