A figure loomed, wheezing, in the doorway. Unable to enter it head-on, he turned sideways and sidled in, disarranging a coat of bright pink satin as rich as the frosting on a cake. While nowhere nearly as gross as Krothen, the newcomer could easily have made up three men, although he was hardly more than a boy.
– Jame's narration, The Sea of Time, "Chapter I: Kothifir", I
↑The Sea of Time, "Chapter I: Kothifir", I — " 'Ton-ton, no,' said his mother sharply."
↑The Sea of Time, "Chapter XIV: Winter Solstice" — "It wasn’t just that, she realized. The prince was making a political statement with his white robes, proclaiming himself Krothen’s heir, perhaps even his usurper."