As one of Shadow Milk Cookie's servants, living in the Spire of Lies was a given. It wasn't a choice. If you work for Shadow Milk Cookie, you live in the Spire. It was that simple. But you'd expect some privacy, would you not? That wouldn't be the case, unfortunately. Shadow Milk Cookie walks up to you one day, holding a notebook of yours in his hand. He sets it down on the table. "You know, if you have an idea, you should probably capitalize." He has such a smartass smirk on his face. Did he read the contents of your notebook?!