Grandpa Cadmus did not linger around and left shortly after handling Sylvia the keys. She was thankful for that.
Just like how she was thankful when he was quick to come to her rescue back at the throne room when the King had demanded her to shift.
The past few days had changed her life a lot for better or for worse. While she didn't want to think about any of that, she also couldn't refrain from thinking about them.
It was suffocating and she couldn't breathe.
Sylvia silently watched the old man walk away and then turned around to insert one of the bigger keys into the keyhole on the giant door.
Just like everything else in the palace, this door as well looked like an ancient gate to some sort of temple.
It seemed to be made of pure gold and had exquisite carvings on it, depicting some sort of creature that she had never seen before.
It looked like a snake but it also had weird horns and terrifying eyes that almost looked alive.
