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“No, it’s way better than that. You go really fast and have to catch yourself at the end. Want to try?”
“Not much to fear I guess when you’ve already felt the wrath of an entire civilization.”
“It does. It’s the best stair rail to slide down in this entire castle.”
"Okay. That's fair. I guess being in the dark for 200 years might make anyone fearless."
"Because I know what kind of places are haunted," he replied flatly. "And the cellar is definitely haunted. But this staircase has a secret."
She laughed a little. "Is that it?"
He led her to the top of a spiral staircase. "This goes down to the cellar. I'm fairly sure it's haunted."
She laughed a little, her eyes flickering up to meet his. "What are you afraid of?"
He began to walk, leaving the library behind them. "You've already seen the kitchens. Luce knows you now, so you can just stop by anytime you're...
She brushed her hands along one of the trees they passed. "Are you frightened?"
He gestured to the telescope. "We'll start here. This is one of the first pieces of machinery that was built in this city that was geared...
"I am aware of other things. There are a lot of bees in a hive," she told him.
“Edgar isn’t a bad guy,” he told her. “He’s just... headstrong. Don’t worry about it. Come on, I’ll give you a tour of the place.”
"Not for you," she said pointedly. "I'm always aware."
"I'm not going to let you get put in a cage," he said flatly, raising one eyebrow. "Don't worry."
"Bees are not to be messed with," she said, having to stop in order to hop over the log due to being quite a bit shorter than her companion.
He laughed, but he sounded tired, shaking his head. "Don't worry, Cal. I'm not mad. What did you hear?"
"Then what are we looking for?" she asked him, looking up at him. "Bees?"
He studied her, his expression a little confused before clarity settled over his features. "Were you eavesdropping?"
"Okay, what about... I don't know. Ooh! Centaurs?"
