They walked to the end of the corridor, and finally, the creature came to a halt in front of a door. It must have been locked, because Belle watched, wide-eyed, as he raised his hand—and to her astonishment, his index finger morphed into a key. Without a word, he inserted it into the keyhole and turned. A clicking sound followed, and the door creaked open.
"What else can you do?" Belle asked, her voice laced with curiosity, as the creature turned his head to glance at her.
He grunted in response and stepped inside, not bothering to wait for her to recover from her surprise.
Belle pulled herself together and followed him into the room. For some reason, she had expected to see the so-called "mini theater" Cordelia mentioned, imagining a place where Rohan's women might have performed for his entertainment. But what she found instead stopped her in her tracks.
"I think you brought me to the wrong chamber, Kuhn," Belle murmured softly.
