They landed on the biggest balcony at the front of the castle.
"Mr. Devlin!" Alto rushed to them holding two robes. "The weather is too cold for flying!" he added while Nyx shivered.
"Are you alright, Nyx?" Shimermoon asked with concern.
"Y-y-yes, Mother Moon!" Nyx laughed when she stammered.
"I'm sorry, Nicandra! You're cold!" Devlin hugged her and carried her again. They were both wearing thick robes. His wings had disappeared.
They came inside the small and cozy living room at the second floor.
"I hear music!" exclaimed Devlin. He looked upwards. "The angels are singing!"
Alto flushed. "Er, yes, Mr. Devlin! Um, you know about their quarters?" he guessed correctly. "They are at the roof of the castle!"
"Yes, Mother told us." Devlin laid Nyx on the sofa chair. "Let me warm your
