Once the snow queen had entered the portal, Dardanos led her to two large doors that remained shut until he pushed them open, revealing a large room with a table in the center surrounded by stone chairs. The entire castle, much like the area that surrounded it, was shrouded in a thick layer of darkness that seemed to be somewhat alive yet suffocating to those who were not used to it. The room they entered was a bit of a contrast; candle lights decorated the walls, the table and chairs were formed out of marble stone that had a beautiful shine, the chairs lined with padding that would make them comfortable. It was his attempt to try and give the queen a place to feel somewhat at ease as they talk.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Dardanos could feel that the young Eira, daughter of the snow queen, had made her way through the portal and into the castle just as the dark lord had figured she would do. He left the doors open as he went to the table in order to take a seat, motioning for Neiva to join him. "Before I begin I would like to thank you for joining me, Queen Neiva. I was not sure whether you would actually come and am glad to see that our pasts have not hindered our ability to meet each other in peace. Which is ironic because what I have to discuss with you involves quite the opposite of peace, something that I am hoping you and I will be able to avoid." He looked upon the face of his guest as he began to speak while his attention was somewhat split between her and the young princess that had followed through the portal.