Nikay ran into Marriette and Torrance's bedroom. "Thuria needs me; we have to go, now." 

Marriette looked at Torrance, he raised an eyebrow a tiny distance. 

"Do you know why?" She asked, already standing to ring for her maid.

"The Rage has her. She needs me to sing."

"Run and tell the groom to get my horse ready."

Nikay bolted away.

"Not the coach?" Torrance frowned. "It's storming." 

"I don't think we have the time for the coach." ...