They slipped out of the room, down the hall.
Asmia continued to explain, “Each wing has dozens of private quarters as well as additional bathrooms and offices.”
“Where’s your room?”
She motioned to the left. “Looks much the same as the guest room. Only less blue, more purple.”
They reached another hallway, turned left.
“The only recreational room on the third floor is the movie theater, which you’ve seen. Down here, we’ve got the library, the males’ hangout, and—”
“The males have a hangout? Like a man cave?”
Asmia giggled. “Yes. No females allowed. On the main floor, you’ve got the kitchen and community spaces. Dining room, ballroom, office, laundry.”
“I saw the indoor pool,” Winnie told them.
Penelope smiled to herself. She remembered an encounter she’d had with Obsidian in that pool.
“Yes,” Asmia explained. “Olympic-sized swimming pool, hot tub, sauna. There’s also an indoor basketball court and a fully equipped workout room.”
“You never have to leave, huh?” Winnie said.
“Not unless we’re going to work, no.”
The Fae led the way into the library Obsidian had brought Penelope to when they first arrived. It smelled of furniture polish and paper, an oddly interesting mix. The enormous room was clean and dimly lit.
“About the hangout … why do the men have their own?” Winnie asked. “They sit in there, drink beer, and belch?”
Penelope giggled. She truly was happy to have Winnie there with her.
And perhaps, if they had more time, Penelope and Asmia might be able to build a relationship. She liked the Fae. A lot.
“Pretty much.”
“So what do angels do for fun?” Penelope asked, getting on board with Winnie’s questions. “Aside from basketball, swimming, and working out?”
“The same things humans do. Aside from our aversion to sunlight, we’re not much different.”
It was Penelope’s turn to laugh. “Uh, you forget about the mind control, ability to vanish in thin air, telekinesis, pyrokinesis… Shall I go on?”
“Fine.” Asmia’s eyes glittered with amusement. “There are a few additional things.”
Realizing she’d seen almost everything there was to see, Penelope had one question. “Where do theheurosplive?”
“They’ve got a separate residence that can be reached via the tunnels beneath the mansion. It’s part of the grounds, but separate to maintain privacy.”
“Beneath?” Winnie’s gaze bounced between the two of them. “What else is down there?”
“The warriors built the underground space as a safety measure,” Asmia explained. “In the event something happened and they needed to find shelter from the sun. They use it for recreation mostly, but it’s more or less equipped to house us all, even if temporarily.”
Before they could launch into more questions, Reidar appeared in the doorway. His eyes locked on Winnie.
“Mind if I steal her away for a few minutes?”
Penelope wanted to tell him to go away because she hadn’t gotten to spend much time with her lately. But she saw the way her friend’s face lit up and thought better of it.
Penelope smiled when Winnie blushed. “Not at all.”
