" «Mewar, my Priestess, speak,» said the creature marvelously disturbing.
«Vueno, my Goddess, forgive me if I disturbed you, but I think you need to be informed.»
«I'm listening.»
Mewar didn't raise her head. «My Goddess, is here. Now. At the Palace.»
«Are you sure?»
«I could never be wrong. Hurrichein is with her.»
«And so the Heir is out of the closet.» "

― Chiara Cilli