Chapter 3: Birds and Bees, Part 1 Amber paces. Narglarn grimaces. Thynelleph stands by the door, cool as can be. The Queen of Maids, one of the most jaw-droppingly beautiful entities I’ve ever laid eyes on, possesses as well the capacity to be the most terrifying. Somehow, without saying anything, by doing nothing more than walking back and forth in front of the doorway to her balcony, she’s far scarier than any of the actual violence I’ve witnessed. ‘You’re becoming a nuisance,’ she says at length, stopping midstride. Amber turns towards the doors, to that vista of smoke and sordidness. Anthexxia, one of the bleak cities. A transdimensional “spaceship” of sorts, built of magic. Our shared prison, as I understand it. ‘Scratch that. You were already a nuisance, but now you’re becoming an annoyance. How can you cause me trouble so consistently?’ I am, at least, growing as a person. Growing as an inhabitant of this strange and sensual realm, with its rules and customs that