A
gray scaled sea-dragon stood at the gates of some sort of medieval
castle, her tail swaying in the wind. Neptune attempted to flag down
some porter or royal consort, who all seemed to shrink from her
presence, possibly on account of both parties being completely nude.
"Hi, uh, excuse me. I'm looking for a..." She glanced down
at her smartphone, "Prince Veshrian?"
She
would have to wait a while before a servant brave enough was found to
escort her. "Prince Veshrian is t