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2010-01-27 12:10 am (UTC)
The room is warmed, though there is no fire aside from the torches, and the ones in this room are unlit in the soft daylight, though the ones in the corridors leading off into the castle itself flicker brightly in her peripheral vision. Orange gold moving to any slight little breeze, no matter the cause.
The amused smile Morgana gives him when he speaks is almost followed by a roll of her eyes. 'That is what it happens to be, so yes. Come.'
It is her home and it shows this by the fact it responds to her whims long before it's obvious that she has had them, she offers him her arm before she begins to make for the corridor.
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