The Alchemist was in the library when the beating grew stronger and filled his ears till nothing else could even be heard. It was driving him crazy, he wanted to tear his ears out. Deep down inside himself a small voice told him to go the Prince’s room and it’ll go away. Aurelius didn’t know where the Prince’s was, he, instead, felt the right way to go.

He turned around turns in tunnels like he knew every corner in this mystical tower. Left, right, left, left again. Now Aurelius was in front of the three marble corridors that turned him back to the same exact spot. At the end of the tunnels now was a room, decorated extravagantly in rich hues of royal colors. They all seemed to lead to the same place so Aurelius took the middle passage. 

On the others side of the tunnel were all of the other wizards, from the troll to the Fenecca. With a hint of curiosity he turned back and looked at the wall, there was only one tunnel. [i]This tower is a strange place.[/i] He thought.