Nyla was glad that she was appreciated. Most witches were mean, nasty, ugly, rude... she was nice and sweet. She had two animals that loved her and she was glad her new friend thought she was a good girl, which she was. Palmer purred and looked to his girl, "He says you are very pretty, and he's never seen magic nor does he care what you are." Nyla smiled and giggled. Micino was just adorable and he was sweet. Waiting she then heard the name and she nodded happily, "Yes, that is good." she waited more and soon as he was on she gripped the pole of the broom and it began to gently move before it moved a bit faster. Zipping through her home, every room and hall till it go to the tower stairwell.<br/><br/>"Micino thank you for the hug, I love hugs." she said as the broom flew all the way around the tower and up to her room. It stopped inside her room and hovered over to her bed moving them off them went to a corner and laid still. She plopped on the bed with a giggle and moved off. Looking around she clapped her hands and the torches lit up. Bright green fire lite up the room. It was a dark room and unlike the nice things the house had hers was all Medieval Gothic and dark. Her bed had curtains, the floors were dark wood, the walls were stone, paintings of dark forests and fictional scenes were everywhere. Nyla smiled and looked to him, "If you sit on that flat red pillow it will act like the broom and take you around. That way you don' need to hurt yourself."<br/><br/>She smiled, "Do you want to get a warm bath before we get ready for bed?" she asked. Walking to a door, the curved door led to a different part of her room. The bathroom.