The sharkpony Princess returned a few days later, but a functionary quickly informed us that we would not be able to meet with her until the following day. Despite some rather heated words from my mistress, this schedule was immutable.

Unfortunately, we would never have that audience.

That very night, a scream jolted me awake. I hastily climbed out of the bed and rushed to the window to see ships and buildings set aflame. Strange white figures swarmed in the smoke and I quickly realized the situation: the city was under attack.

I immediately leapt to defend the citizens…
My mistress was my sole concern...