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
