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Erylla more or less agreed with that, but it left her feeling distinctively sad. Shouldn't there be more to it than that?

She hopped down from the window. They were within the Spire, House Glaerys' home within the city of Valyria, a massive tower rising unendingly into the sky. It was not the tallest structure in the city, but was certainly one of them.

The black stones of the Spire's interior were as morbid as Grayle's words, but it was never a tomb. The building buzzed with activity at all times, as numerous servants, administrators, guards, and officers moved about on their business. Even now, Erylla watched some attendant rush past on an errand.

"How'd you find me?" She wondered. This was one of her favorite hiding places to get away from her mother and father, although they were frequently ruined. Grayle had a way of finding her, no matter where she went in the tower. "I was certain this one was good."