Alastair walked to me after an hour. There was still a smile on his face. It annoyed me.
"You wanted the documents on Rangers?" he questioned me sensing my ignorance.
"Yes," I replied.
"Follow me then," he said.
I got up and followed him. It was around eleven in the morning. The sunlight was piercing the eyes as we walked to the castle.
Alastair walked to the side of the castle and opened the door that was nearly half my height of me. I frowned at him. He frowned back and leaned into that space the doorway gave. I placed my hands on my waist and sighed. I shook my head with annoyance, at last, followed him.
Now, inside the space, I could stand properly. There was space for us to stand up. I didn't understand why did they make the door that way. With a frown, I followed Alastair who was now walking down the stairs.
