Enter the library.

Inside the Chamber of Scrolls are beautiful, towering shelves filled with rolled-up scrolls. Due to everyone being able to swim, it doesn't really matter how tall anything is built. People can easily make it to the top shelves without any issue. It makes for a dizzying view. The scrolls themselves are made from a material that doesn't dissolve in water. Not only is there no paper in this library, but no ink either. It's quite interesting. Though you have work to do, so the party looks for a place nearby to hide. Thankfully there are aisles throughout, so you swim behind one nearby and huddle.

"Having a master illusionist here has really been valuable," Snow whispers.

Candy waves her hand. "Oh you. Please compliment me more."

Then Snow backs up against the shelf. Even beneath the water, she moves with ease, and it's easy to tell when she's in her element. Sneaking is her strength, as well as using a bow. She perks up her hears and remains pushed up against the collection of scrolls behind her, waiting for the sound of King Agam to enter. She looks to you with a nod and places a finger to her lips.

"Can you use that telepathy thing again?" you ask.

"Do I look like I'm made of mana?" Candy replies.

"... Uh. Yes?"

"You're lucky you're cute." She then claps her hands together as bands of magical light surround the three of you. It probes into your mind, though the sensation after that is strangely soothing. You've felt it before. "Telepathic Link," she says as she casts the spell.

"I hear something," Snow says in your mind almost straight away.

"Damn," you think back. "Has it been fifteen minutes? I guess the king isn't all that patient."

"I guess it's been long enough." Candy rises up high and once again casts a mighty illusion around herself.

Two moons block out the light above as the beautiful and busty Queen Iri manifests overhead. Purple seashells, which fade to blue, appear around her bust covered in gemstones. A tiny string binds them behind her back, though it's hardly visible beneath a head of long, flowing, deeply aqua hair--nearly black--which holds a pale red crown. Of course she isn't at all Selinda's size, though she is taller than anyone else here by a foot or two. As she swims up and around the shelf you're behind, you can't help but stare up at the shimmering scales of her tail which glisten by the light of magical lamps throughout the library.

You peek your eye between a couple of the scrolls, right beside Snow who joins you. Her presence is warm and comforting. Maybe there's no better place to watch, though she does find herself much closer to you than you first expected. As the water in the room gently shifts, you feel the tickle of her short white hair against your cheek.