Ovior took Dorothy to the Magic Tower. It wasn't Dorothy's first time in the tower. Long ago, when Ovior was still a disciple, he once brought her to show around.
"This place has changed," she commented. She noticed that the dark and gloomy place that made her scared back then was no more. She was surprised to see flowerpots, chandeliers, candles and colorful magic stones decorating the tower. It looked mysteriously beautiful.
"Do you remember?" Ovior was surprised. He looked at her in anticipation. Unbeknownst to her, she was dead for at least 8 years. Although to her, she was in a deep sleep, it wasn't the case. He wanted to know how much she could remember.
"Uhu," she replied with a smile. "On my birthday, I wished to visit the Magic Tower but the doors were closed to visitors. You promised me the day before my birthday that you would take me there. And you kept your promise."