Maia
Corridor after corridor, door after door, everything looked the same. I was lost, again.
This was what I got for not wanting to bother Erebus or Stephan. Why was the palace a maze? What was the point? To deter guests? Thieves? Bandits? Of all the annoying things in the Underworld, this was by far one of the worst.
After a long day in my study or out at the Terminal, I just wanted to come home and take a nap in bed. Not run a marathon of stairs through the palace in search of my chambers. And to make matters worse, Penelope was going to arrive any moment and I wanted to greet her personally and make a good impression.
A crooked torch looked familiar and I turned left, relieved to find a set of stairs going down. I raced through the hallway, glad to find a familiar turn at the end.
