"Oh yes, I'm the very picture of grace." Well, normally she was. Or she could fake it. She shrugged a little at the idea of having the fire here. Oh well. What was done was done and that was the end of it. She arched an eyebrow at him. It wasn't like him to get his facts wrong like that, "Bran Castle is like... On the boarder of Transylvania and Wallachia. Even then, wouldn't it be better to say Poenari Castle even though it's an utter ruin compared to Bran? I mean, if we're really going to go Dracula on your room..." She had gone on a rant and honestly didn't catch the thought of going somewhere more comfortable. Strange brain.