Chapter 43, The mysteries of Castle Deasil part 1.
"Doesn't anyone else live here?" Bell asked as the massive black doors of Harper's Castle creaked open.

"It's called a castle because of how massive and old-fashioned the building is. Harper comes from old money, so most of her family’s mansions are pretty ancient, some even over a hundred years old," Bell thought, glancing around.

"No, I live alone. The caretakers come in the morning and leave in the evening. I'm not from Washington, so my parents aren’t here year-round," Harper replied, her voice echoing in the vast, empty hall.

"Oh," Bell said as Harper led her deeper into the castle.

They ascended a flight of stairs and walked through a dark corridor. The walls were mostly undecorated, except for a conspicuous painting of an old duchess in ancient European noble attire.

"Is your family from Europe?" Bell inquired.

"No," Harper answered plainly. "Here we are, your very own room." Harper smiled, though the gesture didn't reach her eyes.

Bell fell silent, slowly walking
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