Chapter 6

"We're ready for you." It was a young guy that said it, with blue eyes and messy brown hair. He looked like he was around my age, or maybe just a little bit older. I nodded and followed him in.

The ballroom was grand, with white marble and gold everywhere. The ceilings were painted in a way the Sistine Chapel would have been jealous of. It was clearly used for parties, but

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