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Ulysses's POV The room was empty, filled only with bookshelves and glass vessels reflecting the light. I lay on the floor, surrounded by my manuscripts on magic. I stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling bored. So dull. Without Phoebe's voice, the whole magic castle seemed terribly quiet. The doorbell rang suddenly. I immediately sat up, ran to the fireplace, and settled down comfortably. With a snap of my fingers, a cup of fragrant tea appeared in my hand. "Ulysses," the flames in the fireplace suddenly flared up, and Klaus's voice came through. "Ah," I sighed disappointedly, thinking someone else was going to talk to me. "Ulysses," Klaus's voice continued from the fireplace, and I lazily replied, "I'm here, Mr. Alpha. Your loyal friend Ulysses is here to listen to your troubles. F