Darius had gone to the beach to take a walk. No one wanted to come with him and he didn't want to bother Pearl as she was wanting independence.

He noticed a figure on the ground ahead and walked over to check on her. The basket and clothing told him from far away that she was some poor servant girl perhaps. When he turned her over he was far more offended by her looks. She had no real beauty but also had the nerve to not be interestingly ugly. So plain.

"Hey, are you alright?" His voice didn't hide his annoyance at having to help her as he tried to shake her slightly to wake her.