Seymour awoke with a startle in the middle of the night. At first he wasn't sure what had woken him but then he heard the sound of screaming pierce through into his chamber. He rose up in his bed listening, and realized the screaming was coming from across the hall. He leapt up from the bed and flung his door open diving across the hall to Meena's door. He slammed the door open and ran to her. She was writhing and screaming horribly on her bed, her pillow was saturated in tears.
"Aunt Meena!" he yelled out grabbing her with his large hands. Fear and sadness was emanating from her and it worried Seymour even more. "Wake up!" he said shaking her.
Meena opened her eyes wide in shock and sat up on the bed, she couldn't stop sobbing. She grabbed onto Seymour and wept bitterly as if her soul was being tortured.
"Meena! You were having a nightmare, it is alright now." He said holding her.
"Seymour," she said trying to regain control of her voice as it broke with sobbing. "Seymour, you mustn't." She said to him.
"I mustn't what Aunt Meena?" he said confused.
"It was not a nightmare Seymour; I saw for a brief moment…I saw prophetically. It horrified me Seymour, it was something you did, a single great sin that set forth a series of events that catapulted you and the entire Guado race into a darkness…to disappear. Please Seymour you must promise me." She said again.
"What? What is it that I did? What must I promise you?" Seymour asked again becoming irritated.
"Promise me that you will reconcile with your Father, I saw you…kill him, in doing so you doomed yourself, please it is not what your Mother would have wanted!" she said pleading with him.
"I…would never do that. I promise you, I would not ever lay a hand on him. I have my differences with him, but I would not kill him." He reassured her. Meena sat for a few moments with him in the darkness trying to calm herself, the only light was coming from the open door to the hall.
"Seymour, I…I would never think you to do such a thing. It's just the thought, it was…Seymour I love you too much to let anything happen to you, especially for the sake of my sister I mustn't let anything happen to you, you were everything to her." She said looking down.
"Meena, you cannot protect me from everything. But I shall take your vision as a warning to be cautious of my actions…I promise you." He said reassuring her.
"Is everything alright?" came a voice from the doorway. They looked to see the figure of Trommel at the door, he was wearing a robe as he had come in a hurry. "I heard terrible screaming." He said concerned.
"It is alright now Trommel, I…was having a terrible nightmare, I am sorry I disturbed you." Meena said embarrassed at her screaming.
"No problem at all, it is good to know you are alright, I was very worried. Good night." He said leaving down the hall. Seymour smirked slightly as if he knew something that Meena didn't.
"I am sorry to have woken you also Seymour."
"It's alright, try and get some sleep."
Seymour walked back out of her room, shutting the door quietly behind him. Listening she heard the door to his room across the hall click shut. Still shaken by her vision Meena tried to get comfortable once again in her bed. She grabbed another pillow as hers was soaked in tears and snuggled into the cozy bed pulling the covers over her. Slowly as her mind drifted back to sleep thoughts raced in and out of her head. But the vision she had just kept popping back up into her thoughts. The unsettled spirit of Lord Jyscal, the Guado scattered to the wind, and finally an image of Seymour falling to the ground dead. It was like a knife twisting into her stomach when she saw it in her head. Meena rolled over in the bed, instinctively looking for the window, but there was none, she forgot that they were nestled deep in the base of a tree. She sighed and lay there eventually succumbing to sleep watching the light at the bottom of her door.
She awoke the next morning feeling light upon her face. Her eyes blinked open, thinking it was light from a window that had woken her, but then she remembered there was no window. She looked up to see a series of small lights around the room glowing, they looked to be some sort of plant or fungus. Green bunches of spheres with stems coming off of them and rooted into the wall. Strangely she had not noticed them there before when she first came to her room.
Meena was unsure of what her first day in Guadosalam would hold as she got ready to go downstairs. She wondered if Seymour was up already as she walked out of her room past his door. She grew more and more anxious as she walked down the hallway, not knowing what to expect, or where to go, or where Seymour was. She held her hands together nervously. As she reached the top of the stairs and started to descend down she heard a voice call out to her.
"Lady Meena, good morning." Came a voice. She looked down to see the familiar face of Trommel. She felt relief in seeing him.
"Good morning Trommel." She said smiling at him.
"I hope you were able to get back to sleep last night after your disturbance." He said holding his hands together.
"Oh, I, well I had a little trouble, but it's just because I am not used to this place yet." Images of her vision flooded back from last night as she had forgotten all about them when she woke up. She shuddered with their return.
"You will be glad to know that Lord Jyscal has asked me to show you around today, so you that you may get accustomed to living here."
"Oh, that sounds nice, I do feel lost in here." She admitted.
"If you will come this way I have prepared breakfast for you." He said gesturing to her. It seemed all the rooms in the manor were lavishly decorated and the small dining room Meena followed Trommel to was no exception. Large colorful rugs adorned the floors while tapestries with every color hung down from the walls with extravagant designs. Inside there was a table with a delicious meal set out for her, but as she looked she realized there were no other place settings.
"Trommel, where are Seymour and Lord Jyscal?" She said looking around.
"Master Seymour has set off for Macalania temple to receive the fayth, and Lord Jyscal has already left for his office to tend to affairs."
"Oh," she said disappointed. Meena had hoped to spend some time with the two.
"Please enjoy your breakfast." He said gesturing to the table. Meena walked over and sat down. Trommel started to close the door and walk out leaving her undisturbed to eat.
"Trommel?" she said just as he was about to close the door. The door stopped and swung back open.
"Yes?" he said poking his green haired head back into the room.
"I…I was just wondering, have you eaten yet?" she said asking him meekly.
"Eh, why no, I was just going to go eat," he said perplexed by her asking.
"Uh…would you like to eat here with me? Its okay if you don't, I just…would like some company. I feel strange eating by myself." She shyly asked him.
Trommel laughed to himself at her request.
"You are much like your nephew Master Seymour, he did not like to be alone also." He remarked. "But of course, I shall bring my plate and keep you company." He said smiling warmly at her.
"Thank you." She said in gratitude.
Trommel returned with his food and sat down next to her at the table. Meena enjoyed her breakfast which consisted of a mixture of Fruit, eggs, nuts, and what looked to be small biscuits. She glanced over at Trommel as he ate. She watched as he skillfully held a utensil in his long hands and with precision ate almost ceremonially it was a sight to see him use his long and delicate hands. She averted her eyes quickly as she realized she was staring.
"Everything was delicious Trommel, thank you for making me breakfast, it's very nice of you."
"I am glad you liked everything Lady Meena. It was nice to have your company; I usually eat by myself every morning."
"You are so nice to be around I would want to eat breakfast with you every morning." She said giggling.
Trommel smiled and blushed slightly. Meena got up and started to clear the plates from the table.
"Oh no! Milady I will do that!" Trommel said shooting up from his chair in protest. Meena froze for a second startled by Trommel.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she said setting the plates down on the table quickly. "I am so used to doing this at home. I don't want to be taking away your job or anything, if you would like any help though I would be happy to help you." Meena said fidgeting with her hands.
"Lady Meena, you are so terribly sweet," he said laughing. "Don't worry yourself about my job. Please just let me clear the plates and we shall start our tour of Guadosalam."