Crystal
stretched out her wings and flapped them a few times to loosen her muscles as
paws sounded in the hall. It was early, the sun only beginning on rise on the
far end of the island. Folding her wings gently against her side, Crystal
stepped away from the door and waited for it to open. The steps grew louder,
and then passed. Crystal sighed, small flecks of ice escaping with her breath.
It had just been another servant, probably a Cleaner or a Cook. Turning away
from the door, Crystal set her head in the window and looked down into the
jungle. Some wild cats were bounding together, scaring several parrots who flew
upwards in a small rainbow.
Crystal
yawned, and then tilted her head downwards. There were four floors below her,
each floor with twenty rooms, and the opposite wall of the castle was also
dedicated to servant quarters. If Crystal was remembering correctly, about the
time of the Cleansing there would be roughly two hundred and forty servants in
the castle.