Chapter 32

Amber's POV

I stepped up to the fairy tale house from my childhood fantasies. I found it overgrown with vines and other types of vegetation that were only sometimes present, but it has been quite some time already, so it makes sense. Having a conversation with her right now is sure to be an exciting adventure.

I was able to verify that she was present by relying on my hearing; after all, to hell with it, I'm just going to go for it. I approached the door made of pine and knocked twice before entering. Nothing was heard.

Soon enough, the door opened on its own with a squeak, menacingly displaying the interior of the house in which I had spent hours as a child. The house was still the same as I remembered it, but for an older woman like her, it was remarkably modern.

I noticed that Hade's eyes were darting about the unfamiliar environment in an effort to soak in as much information as possible as rapidly as possible. The focus he maintains gives him an endearing appea