Gogo slithered onto the ground, raising his head up high as they followed into the dark palace. A flourishing of torchlight lit the surroundings, a rush of wind following every torch light.
WHOOSH. WHOOSH. WHOOSH.
A long hallway opened up before them, an occurrence that could only be said to be odd. Usually, after such a grand entrance, there would be a grand sight to behold. Maybe a wide set of double stairs, maybe a chandelier hanging from the ceiling formed of metric tons of glass and lights, maybe a view to a throne room and royalty.
But there was none of that here. There was simply a long hallway lined with torches that illuminated things faintly.
BOOM.
And when they finished crossing the threshold, the heavy doors slammed behind them.
The Duchess flinched and then her embarrassment became worse. As low as her head had been before, she lowered it even further, wanting to find a hole to bury herself in.
Sylas gave her a glance, but didn't say anything.
