The building is far different from Dominik’s castle. It resembles more a larger house than anything else, built up with many columns. The entrance room is sparsely decorated, with only a few potted plants set in the corners, and a large scroll or tapestry on the wall.

“Welcome to our humble home,” Zephyr says, waving his free arm in front of him. He pulls a robe off the near wall, wrapping it around himself. “It’s not a castle, of course, but we can’t all live like ...