She killed the captain of King Srang, but the ship sails again. Bram longs to see the siren of legend and she does not disappoint. For the first time, the siren utters her own name, and the man aboard King Srang steals the most important thing she has left: her heart. And she lets him. Oh, glorious siren, would that I could hear you utter the finest syllables known to man. But if not, I plea only this, take me, break me.