There is an impact at the door, and then another-sharp quick rapping, demanding attention with a beast's beak.

Euron suddenly-most thoughts came to him rapidly and impulsively, his mind flowed fast-felt a rush of nostalgia for his childhood game where he had left a piece of food out for gulls to find and then caught them and broken their wings-only this raven was better to break than a gull(things that could hurt always were).

"Come see me face to face, o raven," he sings through the door, "you cannot croak your stern 'nevers' at me anymore."