How About We Work Together?

He crossed an open-air corridor, climbed several flights of spiral stairs, and ventured deep into a dark archway.

Thor followed Ona all the way to the most solemn main hall in the entire castle.

Along the way, he saw several more Ophelias.

He could only say that this woman was indeed much crazier than her sister.

When they reached the main hall Ona had mentioned, she didn't go inside. She merely gestured for Thor to enter alone.

The doors swung open, and the room was unexpectedly dim.

Still, thanks to his excellent eyesight, Thor could easily make out what was inside.

The spacious hall was covered with a red velvet carpet, and a huge, ornate chandelier hung overhead.

Elaborate bronze candleholders adorned the walls on either side.

But the lights above and along the walls were all rather dim.

Beneath each candleholder stood a round-bottomed, narrow-necked white porcelain bottle, but none of them held any decorations.

They were nothing but empty bottles.

They lined the hall all the way to its far end, beneath the Candle Lamps.

At the end stood a flight of thirty-three steps.

On the raised platform above them sat an ornate Throne woven from gold and silver.

But strangely, no one sat on the Throne. Instead, a white porcelain bottle of the same size and shape sat in its center.

Where someone should have been sitting, there was a bottle.

It was funny, and yet a little creepy.

The midday sun could barely enter the room, and the windows on either side were concealed behind heavy curtains.

The main hall was incredibly dim.

A solemn, eerie atmosphere crawled through every corner of the room like a spider.

"Click!"

As soon as Thor stepped fully into the hall, the doors behind him closed by themselves.

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