|The following is based on Creation Club content and is not canon.|
I hast hidden the spare key to my throne room high atop the castle ramparts, where nary a soul can findeth it, not even the valorous Sir Shenley.
It is vital that I not be disturbed when I am alone in my chambers. Emptying my body and mind allows me to focus and replenish my magic reserves. But if meditation faileth, I keep several potions from the Archmage Gwinnett nearby.
It is unfortunate that so many peasants seek to enter my private sanctuary. But as I told the others, if nature beckons, there are plenty of castles across the road where thou can relieve thineself.
Still, if these rogues manage to break through the chamber's seal, they will meet a swift end by the edge of my sword, Hubrisbane.