Oh! Oh wow! [ She spins in place, eyes open wide, taking in both sides of the space they’re in. Her own side is very familiar, and she smiles nostalgically as she spots the castle on the horizon, as if it was an old friend. Frieda’s side, meanwhile, seems less welcoming to her, more moody, especially with the clouds threatening a storm, but that might just be because she’s never seen the place before. ]

My home — I suppose it is now, yeah! I grew up in a little village up north, but this castle is where my brother and I live now that he’s taken the throne. [ It slips out casually, like she doesn’t really think much of the fact that her brother rules a kingdom now. ] And is that yours? What is that big wall?