It was the Pure Vessel's final week in the White Palace before they were fated to seal away the Radiance. The Pale King was antsy, The White Lady was hopeful. The remaining citizens of Hallownest were trusting. The Pure Vessel, although-- presumably-- unable to feel emotions or think thoughts, could feel the weight of their role too.]

[In the capital of the Kingdom, City of Tears, the pale prince stood and watched as a memorial for them was built, few citizens flocking to their side.]