It was strangely reminiscent of the area where Zylus was placed: a cabin, simple wooden modern housing. Beautiful layers of fresh smoky wood had Zylus believe he was truly back on Htrae. But it felt nothing like it; it almost felt too warm and comforting. An area that shouldn't be alive was the same place Zylus was standing in.
A beautiful, cozy grey couch was placed just across a camfire on its side, with chairs around the front, and a dinner table on the edge. All carved magnificently in modern wood, one that you can't find back on Htrae.
Victor placed his hand out, signifying where Zylus could take a seat.
"Right here, if you may," He said, "Just be careful on every step. Wouldn't want anything to get worried now, would we?" His sneer left an uneasy feeling on Zylus's skin, but he followed.
"You're short," Zylus raised his posture, "A short sovereign, interesting. Are you ateenagerr or what? White spiky hair, and scales on your arms, are you a dragon?"
