[Realm: Álfheimr]
[Location: Quadling Country]
Puck and Grimm had come to a stop before a towering wall of white marble.
It rose from the open stretch of land without transition, smooth in its construction, curving slightly as it pressed against a natural rock face to one side. The stone was clean—almost unnaturally so—its surface polished enough to catch the light.
Set into the wall was a small window fitted with brass bars. Beside it, a bell-push. Beneath that, a modest sign engraved neatly: No Admittance Except on Business.
And then there was the door.
A single oak door set into all that marble. Solid and reinforced. Fitted with a brass handle that gleamed with regular use. For such a massive barrier, it was the only visible entrance.
Puck drifted slightly upward, taking it all in. "Well," she said slowly, "I suppose this answers whether anyone actually lives out here."
