Bab 169: The Diadem of the Deep (part one)

From within my thoughts a faint voice trickles my thoughts back into reality. 

"That," says a familiar voice musingly. "Is a very interesting crown you have yourselves. How awfully peculiar that it is here at such a time. And even more peculiar that you have it, Kal- where on earth did you find it?"

Both our heads whip round in cognitive unison.

As soon as I see the figure there, coiled in black shadows and wreathed in darkness like some sort of extremely handsome reaper, I crack a grin.