In the bathroom of the corner house, there was a Coronian woman with brown hair and green eyes, wearing a purple dress and matching pumps. Her name was Queen Aurelia. And she was busy fixing her hair in front of the mirror for a ball. "Malcolm dear, do hurry," Aurelia called out. "We mustn't be late for the party, you know." "Aurelia, unless I find my cuffs, we don't go to the party," Malcolm called back. "And if we don't go to the party, we can never show our faces in the kingdom again. And if we can never--" Unfortunately, he got cut off by bumping his head on the open top drawer.