Oyster Cookie stood on the balcony of Manor Oyster, her gaze, sharp as polished sapphire, sweeping over the Crème Republic docks. Below, the soldiers granted power by the Pearl Jams, appropriately dubbed the "Pearl Legion" by her Clotted Cream Cookie, glittered under the midday sun. Massive vessels adorned with elegant mermaid figureheads seemed to await her silent command.

"Such a grand expanse, wouldn't you agree, my dear?" She murmured to her pet, Queen Pearl, who floated serenely beside her. The clam simply bobbed up and down in agreement.