Shadows rippled over the stone walls of this dimly lit dining room. The grand fireplace crackled with warmth, though it didn't reach far, leaving some corners of the area chilly. A long table and two chairs on either end, crafted from pure charcoal and bone took up the center space, though there was much room for other numerous activities. A tall, ornate mirror reflected your entire image, and also served as a window on the other side, where He observed, eyes glowing and claws itching to reach into the mirror to just get a touch. Not yet. This idea must be carefully executed. When your back was turned, only then did He pass through the mirrored portal.