Queen Toriel was sitting in her throne room, deep in thought. Her Khopeshes were sitting next to her throne, and the room had an elegant yet dark feel. She rested one of her arms on her throne armrests and one on her lap as she thought.

Toriel hears the doors to her throne room open, awaiting whoever was going to enter. She had an intrigued and apathetic expression on her face as she looked at the door.

"Who is there?' Toriel asked, sounding intimidating yet intrigued.