Chapter Eight(14)

Through the brightly pained door and into the castle, its interior decorated with sparkling lights of all colors, and winding wooden stairs that led up into the distance. There were two corridors leading left and right at the foot of the staircase, with what looked like rooms on either side.
Beautiful old oil painting lined the wall, depicting the scenes of medieval fortresses. They climbed up the staricase, and the lights were on bright though there were only two people. The sound of steps echoed softly in the empty hallways, drifting up into the unknown and simultaneously lighting the artificial candles half stuck in the cracks high up on the walls.