[color=lightblue]"My name is Valiant."[/color]  The sword offered no explanation on the origins of this name in the lonely hallway as they continued to move.  [color=lightblue]"And there is no need to call me Sir, Princess.  I am merely a blade."[/color]

As the princess continued down the right hallway, she'd notice that most of the doors were closed and appeared to be locked.  The hallway became better lit, however, and more well constructed - although it took a left ahead with no other direction to go.  The floors were a bit cleaner than previously and was their a smell of lavender filling the air as she approached the corner.  

If Isabelle decided to look around the bend, she'd see a guard standing next to a slightly adjar door - a twenty-something year old woman with a broken nose and a ponytail - who ignored Isabella after a momentary glance.  The smell of lavender likely came from that room, along with the sound of some ... singing?  

It was from a young female voice, and while certain words seemed to be unrecognizable it was clear whatever language the unseen girl sung in was related to Isabella's own.  She could make out a few words - such as 'storm', 'rain', and others, but the meaning of the song was largely lost due to the language barrier.