Valerius lowered me to the ground once we were inside the mansion. Since it was already evening, the hallways were dimly lit with candles. The ere appearance returned. If I were to describe it, it was like the wing in which the Beast resided, except for the chaos of broken and torn things. Like last night, the statues seemed to take on some kind of demonic form. The shadows around them made the sculptures look like something they weren’t.
I instinctively leaned closer to Valerius. If I were to ever be alone in this house, with only servants that had already retired to their chambers, I wouldn’t dare peek out the door of my room. It would be too frightening.
Through the darkness and obscurity we went. I followed Valerius up the stairs and to the other wing. By the time we were on top of
