Willy stole one more kiss, utterly charmed by Fin, then lead him along through the city streets. They approached a cathedral and Willy took Fin through the grounds to an outbuilding. The arched doorway lay in shadow, thick vines twining up around it.

"Here we are," he said, passing his hand over the doorway. Then he took hold of the handle and opened the door. Inside was no dank little storage area- instead it opened into a dim but oppulant chamber with glittering gems and gossamer drapes. It smelled sweet like fresh fruit. As they stepped through candles lit themselves.

"Come into my room," he said softly.