TW: Violence and Abuse
After leaving the sitting room they'd had dinner in, Quinn had guided her down a wooden spiral staircase that led to a long underground hallway. The walls of the hallway consisted of thick, roughly cut stone that contrasted the rest of the manor's excessively finely detailed architecture. It was sparsely lit, with small lanterns placed next to every other doorway.
"What are we doing down here," Evalynn asked, peering down the dimly lit hallway. "Isn't this the storage cellar?"
"It is, but this is where I was instructed to bring you." Quinn seemed nervous to Evalynn, but the tiny maid was doing her best to hide it.
The hall was silent other than the sound of the pair's footsteps as they walked, barely able to see more than ten feet in front of them. It seemed coun
