As you make your way through the castle's hallway in order to reach the second floor, a door slams open. An intimidating, strong mistress makes her way out of her chambers, accompanied by her much shorter, timid lean maids. She glances down, noticing you, hands on her hips as she speaks clear and sternly, with her firm voice. "And why are you slithering by my feet?" she furrows her eyebrows "If you seek my husband, he should be in his office. Do not waste my time."