"I must admit… this caught me off guard."
Zephyr didn't know why he'd expected normalcy, some small irrational part of him had assumed that after all the hype, he'd be given a private room—maybe even a personal training chamber, something dramatic like that.
But, as always, the Author had an hyperactive imagination.
'really why don't you just make a normal dorm'.
"This place brings back so many bad memories," Oliver muttered, snapping him from his thoughts.
Zephyr blinked. Then, with a sigh, he shook his head and followed as Oliver led the way directly into the trunk.
He just passed through like an hologram, Zephyr stood outside dumbfounded as the scene, it was only when Oliver poked his head from behind the trunk and inquired why he was still stranding they. Zephyr muttered some Curses under his breath before walking in.
Inside, the air changed.
