Chapter 5 - The Old Chapel (2/2)

The Chapel's interior was drastically different from what it once was. The stone wall and wooden floor remained, but the benches had been taken out. And instead of the usual arched roof, it was a flat cover of stone.

A little fireplace sat by the side, opposite of that was a stone table and some wooden chairs. A few cauldrons were just beside the fireplace, near some pieces of meat hanging about.

”Is that for dinner?” asked Mavislin, eagerly.

”I'd forgotten about Valokians' appetite,” said Gillian, wiping sweat from his brow.

”You can eat it if you'd like,” replied Ysabeau.

”Yay!” yelled Mavislin, as she proceeded to grab a chunk of raw meat from the hook.

”Shall we continue the tour first?” asked Gillian, pulling the kid away.

The child seemed disappointed but as she climbed the spiral stairs towards the second level, her eyes beamed with happiness. Her joy had skyrocketed when she laid eyes on her room within the beautiful Old Chapel the couple lived in.

It started as a dull room, a bed, and a closet. Its window was the only thing that was worth mentioning. A stained glass window. But lil' Mav was still happy with the room.

”Step in, you'll see what this Old thing can do,” said Ysabeau, giving an elbow to her husband's side.

When she placed her foot into the room, the entire place started to change. Every step she took created a ripple effect. The dull floors became orange with a dusty look to it. The arched roof was finely coated Valokia's evening purple skies to remind the young girl of her home.

The closet was slightly bigger now, a few more things popped up. A bookshelf, a table, and a chair…

”Penny!” yelled Mavislin as she flung herself onto the fluffy bed.

”Be careful!” yelled Ysabeau with a hint of worry.

Her husband could only give off an amused laugh.