Finley: Poor Barnaby, a boy who expected to be noticed by his supposed uncle, only to be branded a criminal...
Armando: And by the whole kingdom, no less.
Gloria(crying): Oh no no no oh no no oh!
Finley(slapping Gloria): Keep it together!
Guard: Time to go.
Barnaby: Fine. But you haven't heard the last of me!
Captain: All hands on deck. Loose the mainsail!
Finley: Barnaby would soon have to endure a dangerous journey, and a struggle within himself as the hours passed.
Dark spirit: Well, look who's on the loser boat. I knew you had it in you kid...
Barnaby: No, it was an accident!
Dark spirit: Accident? No, I didn't think of it as that.
Barnaby[with wide eyes]: No, I'm not a murderer!
Dark spirit: Then what are you doing here? Still, you've made a mistake that could very well seal your fate. Yes sir, hate can be pretty potent, The sooner you accept the role they gave you, the more you'll feel great inside!
(Barnaby is taken aback. Looking at the black armor, he stares at it with a depressed look on his face)
Finley: Poor Barnaby, dancing with demons he never wanted in the first place. But soon, he'd accept them without question as would Anastasia.