After descending another flight of stairs around the north wing of the castle, crossing a beautiful balcony overlooking the Great Keep below and so many golden statues there…
I realized we were heading toward my aunt's personal chambers.
To fill the silence, I began bombarding her with some pressing questions that had been gnawing at my mind all this time.
Starting with the most basic one: how much time had passed since we were whisked away to the Noctveil Wilds?
"Hmm," she tapped her chin a few times, thoughtful. "On Earth, it should be the second of November today. So you were gone for about four months."
Four months…
Obviously, we hadn't spent a hundred and twenty days in that hellish jungle. And thank heavens for that.
But four entire months had still passed on Earth.
That was because, as I've mentioned before, the flow of time between Earth and the Spirit Realm varied depending on where you were in either of those two worlds.
