The next day.
The two were currently on the first floor having breakfast, before leaving for the library or something similar to get information about this place.
As the last bite of food was finished chewing, Erik raised his hand.
"Waitress."
The waitress, who was serving another one, turned to where she had heard the call, and she headed toward the place.
"Yes, tell me, how can I help you?" The waitress said with a smile.
"Can you tell me where a library or something like that is? As this is our first time in this place we don't know where the buildings are," Erik spoke truthfully. Why, since he wasn't from this place and Emma had been locked up for over a millennium, he didn't know much either or the information she knew at the moment wouldn't help much.
The waitress began to explain where the library was and how to get to the place without getting lost.