Heliot snapped his eyes as he slowed down. What was ahead of him was a derelict mansion that seemed no one had visited for years. He trotted his way through the broken, rusting gates. Looking around, withered leaves from all the passing season crisped under the steed's sole. Yet, that didn't bother him as he set his eyes on the grey and gloomy old mansion.
"Thank you," He said, petting the horse as he dismounted it. Heliot tied the horse to one pillar of the mansion's porch. There wasn't a sense of dread in his eyes as he entered the seemingly hunted place calmly.
'How quiet,' he thought, glancing back at the opened door as he felt that Lilou's people were already near. 'Her people are truly amazing, in a way.'