•Inn's Second Floor•
Ovelia's POV
Philip and I reached the second floor of the inn, where the hallway was lined with closed doors leading to guest rooms. The air was quiet, the muffled sounds of laughter and chatter from downstairs barely reaching us. We walked until we reached the end of the hallway, where a closed window stood as the only exit. I glanced around, confused.
"Won't Ace be mad at you? You didn't tell him that you was with Philip." The fairy in my pocket's voice was laced with concern.
I had completely forgotten to mention to Ace that I was with Philip. A pang of guilt struck me as I recalled Ann; I hadn't informed her either.
My gaze drifted back to the window directly across from us, its glass reflecting the dim light of the corridor.
"Philip, where are we going? Is there a hidden door here?" I asked, my voice tinged with curiosity.
