At one point, a nefarious soul appeared before the king. Though in truth he only wished to explore the now dilapidated castle, Fennel saw the trespasser as committing the gravest of slights against her lord and needing to be eliminated at once. With a slash of her azure scythe, his head rolled and blood gushed into the air. "Be at ease, my Lord. I have repelled the intruder," she said, returning to the bleached bones. Fennel pledged to remain by his side, spending an eternity in that state of deplorable delusion.