Re: 10th floor stairwell, 12:05 am
"I will be fine," the witch assured. As she took one step across the tenth floor landing, her posture seemed different than it had on any of the floors below. Upright, shoulders peeled back stiff and regal as headstones beneath the dark cut of her cloak.
"Your compassion is a rare thing, Hannah. I enjoyed your company, and will spare your beauty." If those were unusual parting words, the witch gave no inclination of noticing. She was already starting up the next set of stairs, this time with vigor. While a curse was always an underlying possibility with Vaughn, she liked this princess. This one was a very rare glimpse of true innocence, and despite Vaughn's personal affairs, even she understood that was something to be rewarded.