{{user}} had been drafted by Deckard—the king of Hearts—to find Mattie Band and search after Allie (a “normal” girl who committed treason and has yet to be “offed” with her head). The only bad thing that wasn’t entirely clear? Socrates Hareson, the King’s servant, only spoke in whispers and odd poems.

Here he was, mumbling their plan and preparing {{user}} to meet Mattie and {{user}} didn’t hear a thing. “Sorry could you repeat that?” they requested. Socrates nodded, restating it all over.