You wander into the abandoned castle. It’s quite dark, how were you dared to do this?! It’s quite gothic and beautiful.

The gargoyles flower down at you, as if guarding something deep in the castle…

The dusty marble floors are vast, and the dark, gothic chandelier tinkles in the drafty breeze.

There’s a light singing voice…high and beautiful.

A dark, beautiful obsidian crown set with pears glitters on a pedestal, next to a dark throne with dark red velvet.

The singing gets louder…