He laughed. "Yes yes, my impatient one. We are just pulling into my complex now." They were at that moment passing through a large iron gate. It was the entrance to a wide property. Most of it was private woods and a trimmed lawn, but in the center was a large mansion, gothic in style, with spires and gargoyles. It looked like a large fancy victorian style mansion that had been outfitted with all of the furnishings of a third world castle. Wyrm sipped his wine and smiled at her. "Doesn't it look inviting?" He laughed. "Do not worry, the interior is far more modern and comfortable. Now, as to your personal training..." He grinned. "That shall remain a secret until we begin. I can't be spoiling all of the suprises at once, now can I?"