"I see you looking at the wall. If you want to move to the old meeting room, I don't object. It looks like the handle has been removed, but a touch of magic will open the door just fine." Trionne suggested.
Dominic tilted his chin to the Acolytes, but the old woman patted him on the head.
"Relax, they won't tell anyone. They literally can't."
So, they weren't silent because they were well-trained, they had a curse of silence cast on them to keep them silent until they 'earned the right to speak', as she had called it.
"Are you up for a spot of historical exploration? I haven't been down there since I came back." Dominic asked.
She should also know if there were more hidden passages or tricks to accessing the space. He was a child when Wistover fell, certainly not privy to meetings between the Nobles and other dignitaries.
"Oh, that would be lovely. I do love nostalgia. I will lead the way."
