"Ach - you speak in riddles," Troy complained. "You speak of Titans, the Demi Gods of yester year, well what do Titans have to do with the reason why we are here? An old man is angry with his daughter for disobeying his wishes! What, do his friends fear that their own daughters will suddenly do the same?"
Eraldo shook his head with extreme irritation. "Oh you of the small brain, you have such a small vision of the world that we live in. How could your vision be so small and you utterly blind? However . . ." he sighed and began to lead the way back to their horses. "I guess your narrow-mindedness keeps you safe; safe and invisible! And for that I envy you …. almost."
As the pair walked back to where they hid their horses the dark of the night enveloped them, while inside the Chateau there were sounds of laughter and merriment until well past dusk. At last, sometime before sunrise, the lights of the Chateau went out one by one, until the Chateau which was seated at the head of the lake was wrapped in silence and starlight.