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Ava's POV

The castle seemed to have been built long ago by a king; the outside was covered in ivy and the inside was full of grand rooms and towering staircases. William led me through the castle then stopped in front of a door and knocked twice. After a few moments, the door was opened by a tall, pale man with piercing eyes.

"William, my dear friend!" he exclaimed, leaning forward to hug him. He then turned his gaze to me. "And who might this be?”

"Oh, forgive me," William clicked his tongue. "This is Ava, a friend of mine. Ava, meet Christopher, one of my oldest and dearest friends."

I smiled and shook Christopher's hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you. William has told me so much about you."

Christopher returned the smile and led us into the room. "And it's a pleasure to finally meet you, Ava. William speaks very highly of you as well.”

We entered a large room filled with people and music.

“William, this place is really big; I don’t know what to do here,” I complained but befor