Talula entered a rather beautiful room with carpets, sofas, and a large mirror. Her hands were tied behind her back, and although she could easily have burned the bonds, she had no intention of doing so—she acknowledged her guilt and was prepared to accept her punishment, no matter what. Since the room was empty, Talula walked to the mirror and looked at herself, her drsgon tail swayed slowly behind her back.

Talula: "This room is too nice for a prison... Why did they bring me here? Torture? Or did they just decide to sentence me in a cozy place? I'll probably find out soon..."