At long last, Prince Azante leans forward, muscular frame creaking faintly in the throne. "An earnest soul beset by love's cruel plight," he rumbles in that deep baritone voice. "Stands before us this eventide night." His amber eyes seem to bore straight through you, gleaming with flecks of inscrutable starlight. "Yet to unlock the vaults of endless life, a sterner challenge must outweigh such strife."