Stairways appeared from under the questionable banner.
They slid down right at my feet, beckoning me sweetly to climb higher.
I naturally did, after confirming Siliana had returned to my shade. Multiple butlers came running in by the time I began to ascend. They chanted my name, asked about my well being, and wondered where I was going.
Some called me a young master, some a seasoned master, while some spoke about nasty rumors they had perchance heard of.
It was a winding staircase after continuing over the ceiling, and I explored the path in this tunnel like a bricked cylindrical path that ended somehow, into UIena's room.
The place inside was not at all fine, just I saw my father with his hands on his forehead, mumbling softly as he sat on a half destroyed sofa.
I glanced at him once, he probably felt my presence, but he spoke nothing.
Multiple items belonging to the room floated telepathically, and there was a wormhole sucking in air in the place I last saw Ulena standing.
