CHAPTER 45

“Wait until we reach the ballroom.” The woman who had finally told them her name said with a proud smile. She was pleased at how Zary seemed to be truly appreciating the beauty of the castle she and her husband maintained.

Amazement shone in Zary’s eyes at the sight of the intricate stairway ascending up to the upper floors ahead of them. It made a delicate curve like a snake climbing upwards. A black obsidian snake with a touch of gold that is.

“Wow! This is just sublime!” She breathed out in awe and the caretaker, Amanda, smiled.

“I really like you. You might be the only visitor I let inside who didn’t feel creeped out by that stairway. Others who had visited previously just could not appreciate how subtly but intricately beautiful it had been made.”

“Oh?? I wouldn’t call this creepy. It’s more like… a hauntingly beautiful piece of perfect art.” Zary praised the artistic value of the stairway to the heavens.