Who do you go to?
You lay back on your bed and stare at the ceiling. You're not tired,
but you are confused. Everything seems to be going great, but why was
the woman on the die you rolled weeping? Then you remember that the
woman on the die is your maidservant, Janessa. Maybe you had done
something to hurt her in the past, which you now can't remember. Or
maybe the face on the die was a prophecy of what might happen in the
future. You decide to go ask somebody for advice.