Aiwass knocked at least five times, but no one ever came to open the door.
It was now half-past one in the afternoon, roughly the time when most people take their siesta.
But according to what the elf passersby said, Aiwass's sister Freya should be on an underworld schedule, waking up at noon.
...She wouldn't have gone right back to sleep for a nap after breakfast, would she?
For a moment, Aiwass felt a stir of concern—
Mainly because he immediately thought about his recent experience of opening his own wardrobe at home to find a fresh corpse inside.
Sherlock, being a renowned detective, didn't actually have some kind of event magnetism... Could he have remotely cursed my half-sister whom I've never met?
They waited at the door for a long time but still no one came to open it. Aiwass conveyed his worries to Sherlock.
Just as they were about to break in, they heard Master Yanis's voice coming from behind:
"Aiwass?"
