The slimey vines were all over the castle. Where ever you stepped, you were just a few inches away from stepping on one. And the deeper you went into the castle, the thicker and more weird they got.
Angelique's room was rather cramped. An old wood frame bed, with dusty covers and cobwebs in every single corner of the room. There were a few chests around that seemed to not have been touched in forever and a large painting hanging right across from the bed, with a red eyed woman that she couldn't truly recognize and her dragon. Or maybe just a random dragon...
Angelique remained silent the whole walk but as soon as Azrael and her were in the room alone, she suddenly summoned her scepter and pointed the glowing sphere into his face, hissing a silent curse under her breath.
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