As time went. I stayed in the castle for more than three weeks, but about how to leave, there was no question. My adventure still insatiable soul does not want to return to a quiet Silver Bell, where there are no swarms of 'dragons' and therefore will not become such fascinating verbal duels, taste small victories, excitement and, of course, Damian. Sometimes, though, I felt a kind of embarrassment, remembering our cozy little house, but I'm not going to break the word of the aunt. My home - Silver Bell! And no matter how enthusiastically I belonged to the castle, he never takes place in my heart. Just ... how I could not be proud of family ties with the lock Kitchester Hall! Most of all I was in Count society, because he, in his words, never get tired of my company, that, given its indifferent attitude to the other, except Damian, it was quite remarkable.