"Yes, perhaps you're right! She's probably out on a mission, I'll be waiting for her later" he replied, shaking his head, trying not to keep getting distracted.
The four friends walked towards the dark grey concrete building, which had no decoration or statue to enrich its structure, that made a cold and even rather gloomy atmosphere.
The base of the palace was wider than the upper floors, perhaps to ensure greater stability: a large open metal door led inside, curiously unguarded by guards, of which all Skjegg was flooded.
Dag took a deep breath, then entered, followed by his companions.
They found themselves in a large room, with very low ceilings and dimly lit by a faint light that came from two small windows on the other side.
The ceiling was the floor of a kind of loft, connected to the entrance by two staircases, one to the right and one to the left.
