Stella continued her little adventure of exploring the castle as her barefeet padded silently down the carpeted hallways. Staring in awe at the carvings in the walls, paintings hanging slightly crooked, and the eleborate designs in the grand staircases banister. Running her fingers over the dust covered antiques, she sneezed softly and wiped the dust off onto her the bottom part of her dress without a second thought. Looking to the very end of the hall to the right of the staircase, she saw the two double doors that led to the northern wing.<br/><br/>Picking up the hem of her dress, she jogged over to the doors and lightly pressed her hand to the door. When she was about to push the door inwards, she stopped as the memory of the castle owner yelling those two rules came back to her. Slowly, her hand fell away from the door and she turned away from it. She was grateful to the man for providing them shelter for the night so she wouldnt break his rules. Picking up the hem of her dress so she wouldnt trip on it, she jogged back to her room and quickly disappeared inside. Crawling into the warm bed, she didnt even get to cover up before she passed out from exhaustion the second her head hit the pillow.<br/><br/>Morning came quickly, too quickly for Stella after her late night exploring. She never got up in the time limit the man had given her father and her. Roman was coughing roughly as the cold had sunk down into his body and made him sick. Stella was deep asleep, her hair in a cute mess from tossing and turning with the nightmares she had during the night.