[hr][hr][center][color=00a651][h1]Lochila Laufeysdottir[/h1][/color]
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	With a sigh of relief, Lochila acted quickly, gesturing to the blonde girl to follow her, by the time she started walking. She couldn't help the fact that she was being watched from behind, and that from her own instincts alone, the dark-haired goddess didn't turn around, and kept walking. She really didn't want to be directed by her brother, any more than she had to, so she kept herself quiet, until she and Torunn reached another hallway. It was then that she finally managed to breathe properly. However, by the time they made it, a flash of light crossed Torunn's vision; a transparent image of a man with raven-hair, and donned with black robes, walking by. He turned back to look at her, smiling "kindly", before disappearing through a wall. Lochila failed to catch it, as it moved too fast. But it only seemed to slow down for Torunn, in time for her to see it completely. 
	Opening a pair of doors, the dark-haired woman revealed a bedroom, complete with a queen-sized bed, light curtains, and metallic flooring. It seemed to be covered, head to toe, with gold. [color=00a651]"I think this will do nicely. How do you feel about seeing our library?"[/color], she said, turning to her.