The walk to the tower where Suindara kept his magic instruments and potions and everything was silent. Delina wanted to look at the place and remember the corridors, so she could reach there by herself, without having to be escorted, everywhere, everytime.
The corridors were most likely the ones in the rest of the castle, it is, until they turned right and a long hallway appeared. It had no tapestry, no pictures on the wall, nothing. Even the lights of the torches were different, simpler.
Stairs. They reached a spiral staircase and Delina could only remember that she saw the tower from afar, when she first arrived at the castle. Were they going to go up one of those enormous towers? She was already crying inside. How cruel!
"Don't worry, it won't be too tiresome." Suindara whispered, as if he could listen to her very thoughts. She felt embarrassed and her face was red in seconds.
"Ah, great." She answered looking down, shy.
