Fill these halls with music

Ember sat on the terrace out in the Hearthstone gardens, taking in the warm spring sun while she read through one of the many books housed in Aunt Gwynevere's library. It was an epic tale of knights and maidens and dragon slaying, a fantastical epic that sent her frantic imagination running wild! It also helped to quell the smoldering fires that burned in her soul. She was still miffed over how Norad had been destroyed and by her father's lack of seeking immediate and righteous justice, but it couldn't be helped now. The Syndicate had run off to wherever they now dwelled and it looked like life would go back on as if nothing had happened. It was frustrating, but there was nothing Ember could do about it. So she seethed silently, letting out her disapproval in the form of cutting down many a training mannequin and fantasizing about being a knight in a climactic battle for justice.

Those epic daydreams were interrupted by a series of disjointed chords suddenly coming from within the castle, catching Ember's attention immediately. Blue eyes wide and black ears perked atop her head, she tipped her head in curiosity. What on earth could be making those sounds? Dog-earing the page she was on, Ember set the book aside and went inside to investigate, following the source of the sounds into the Great Hall, where she spotted Artorias, Mercury, and Bramble gathered around... was that a piano? Again Ember tilted her head as she approached the grand instrument, eyes scanning over it with awe. When had her father snuck this into the Hallows? "Whoa! Look at it! It's beautiful!" exclaimed the excited princess, moving up to the keys without any hesitation. She lifted a dainty paw and pressed a few of the keys one at a time, listening to the notes each one produced with fascination. Bramble's question piqued her interest as well, looking up to the two older brutes.

"Ember Carpathius"