"You know before I came to live what I thought would be my last life with you, but after I had learned about you, I used to walk these halls so much that I would jump to the upper ledges sometimes so as not to wear a path on the floor. I daydreamed of what it would be like to do this right now, but something feels like it is missing," I said as we walked to the stairs that led up to my second-floor garden.
Only a few rooms in my twisting castle had actual doors, but it wasn't like it would start raining here randomly or the winds would gust up if I didn't want them to. I might be acting god for the Mortal Realm, but here, nothing happened if I didn't say it did. It made the place fun, but it meant nothing if you couldn't enjoy it.
That was my problem right now.
