Woken by the nightmare conjured by Bear Celestial Marshal, Aiwass noticed the sky was slightly brightened outside the window and simply decided not to sleep anymore.
He changed out of his pajamas into a shirt and a sleeveless woolen vest before leaving the bedroom, wandering aimlessly within the Hall of Silver and Tin. The Flame Butterfly settled neatly on Aiwass's shoulder, looking like a flame in the still dim corridors.
As Aiwass walked, he faintly heard the sound of piano music, flowing like a spring.
Following the sound, he found it was coming from Isabel's bedroom.
He smiled and nodded at the two Queen's Guard stationed at the door, then gently knocked.
Though the elf guards were Papal Guard, they looked like beautiful young women in their twenties. They appeared much livelier than Bioswald's batch of Elf Butlers.
