Abaddon was not unfamiliar with Govad's residence, but it had been a while since he had come.
He did not remember the layout clearly from the past, so he could only follow the flamboyant red-winged demi-angel.
As they walked through the castle, his eyes looked around with veiled interest at the surroundings.
Unlike his residence, this house was full of activity. It was an amalgamation of diverse energies from the different people within it.
Moreover, there were a lot of individuals who seemed to come in and out freely. The movement combined with the helpers working within the residence made it difficult to track anything in the house.
It also seemed like there was a party, judging from the numerous maids and other helpers in uniforms walking around with jars, plates and cups.
Abaddon could not help comparing the place to a livelier Palace of Versailles in its heydays.
