Sierra had no idea about the argument, occurring inside the room. After Killian gave his suggestion, she happily made her way to the northern part of the castle. It was already midnight in the Castle. The empty corridors had only breeze to accompany her all the way to the northern sides. The more Sierra looked around, the more she was fascinated by the enchanting walls, and carried the mark of ancestors.
Sierra was even more jealous. Their castle wasn't perfect like this one and appeared older than this. As she paddled through the dark corridors, she crossed the living quarters and entered into the north side.
Sierra looked around the dark corridors and suddenly felt a little chilly. The wind here was too cold as if some negative energy was absorbed into this place. Feeling a little scar
