Fearful

The constant drone of wailing souls is a lullaby Death steps in time to (they often tend to unknowingly harmonize with their sorrow). So when his head suddenly swivels in her direction, she is startled half to death (as the living like to say, though it’s a gross exaggeration used without her consent). It has been a week since the future queen set sail for Izram (a kingdom Death frequents in her gathering of souls, though she does not have to brave the Shallows to do so), and they have spent every day since then pushing the Imperial’s power to its fullest. The king—who Mara abandoned in the field to appear within the fiery room—has finally caught up with her.