The radio beeps continuously, buttons and dials a peaceful light blue. The candle flames beside it glow the same color, catching the light.
Chef: Storm, eh? But the sky’s CLEAR…
Vanna: Maybe it’s something else…
The chef frowns and reaches up, turning the dial to allow the announcement through.
Chef: Whatever it is, it’s messing with my precious music… Speak your piece, little devil box!
Radio: My beloved children above the Horizon Line, It is with deep sorrow that I must share such terrible news with you… On this night that should be so joyous for us all.
The entire restaurant faces the radio, faces caught in various stages of shock, horror, disbelief, and confusion. The chef watches, mouth agape, and Vanna claps her hands over her mouth. Pavel stares straight ahead, wide eyed, holding his bite of ramen above his bowl.
Radio: The body of Princess Phaedra Philemon, future Queen-Admiral of the Saberfort, and my dearest student, has just been found at sea.
Caption: End of Chapter Two