The candle-bearers with their long sticks had yet to light the wicks of the street lights here. While it was a blessing in allowing Handy to go about without being easily discernible, it did make the fact that he held a creepy blue firelight aloft all the more noticeable. He made do, for he was led to a rather palatial-looking estate. The building towered four or five floors off the ground, not counting the ground floor. It possessed tall windows, a white coat of paint upon its façade, and a subtle opulence too grand for Manehatten and too subdued for a greater city like Canterlot.