Pebbles spun once in midair before her.
Then the tiny creature spread all of its tentacles dramatically, arranging them around its round body as though it were about to conduct an invisible orchestra.
Mirabelle looked toward the opening in the floor.
The quiet scrape of her mother's shoes against the spiral staircase had already faded into the distance.
Soon, there was nothing left but the faint whistle of wind beyond the magically sealed windows and the distant cry of a bird circling somewhere above the castle.
She turned back to Pebbles.
"Yes."
The light pouring through the tower windows suddenly shifted. The first window unfolded above the center of the map.
["MAIN QUEST UPDATED"
The Making of a Prosperous Duchy
The future of Luchsenstein will no longer be determined by survival alone.
Trade must flow.
Knowledge must spread.
Health must be protected.
Security must be strengthened.
The territory must become a place where citizens can build lives worth preserving.
