Re: 10th floor stairwell, 12:05 am
Distantly, Vaughn was aware that this was an apartment building. Although the concept of apartment building seemed slightly foreign. She knew that she lived here, or near here.. so this building must have resided somewhere in her forest. As the only possibility, even that seemed scarcely plausible. After all, the only large structure that met with the outlying fringe of her woods was The Beast's castle. Was it possible that this was The Beast's castle, then? With that wonder, all former thoughts of apartment buildings were erased. Yes, the witch realized. Her eyes strayed up the stairwell again, that explained everything.
But as for Hannah's tale, that made no sense to the witch at all. Fairy godmothers? Pumpkin into a carriage? What kind of generous magic was this? Where was the point in it? No curses, no terror, no trickery?
Rather than remind Hannah of her prince's alleged cruelty, or question why Hannah was in this castle in the first place, the witch simply nodded her head. "It all sounds very beautiful, my dear, but are you sure that your prince is here?" Reaching for the stairwell's banister, the witch pulled herself with some effort back to standing. Again, her attention slid up the stairs. Now, she knew what her destination was.