There was only the sound of Erik's footsteps as he walked through the hallway. Lost in thoughts, no one knew what was on his mind. Many servants passed by him and bowed, but none dared to speak when they saw him lost in thought and just moved out of his way. Only when he was in the distance, they heaved a sigh of relief. The servants seemed to have a little twisted impression of Erik, like he was some evil man.
Erik didn't pay it any mind, as he soon was looking at a door that was more decorated than the rest. It had depictions of two giants holding the handle and these giants had every minute detail possible, a work of art. Two guards were standing before the door who, upon seeing Erik, bowed and moved to open the door as Erik stood before it.
Creak*
