"Where am I?" I muttered to myself, looking at my surroundings. I had gone to sleep in my bed but had just woken up to a completely different environment. I was still in a bed, but it was a lot bigger and a lot more comfy than the one at my house, and the room was lit by candles and a roaring fireplace which filled the room with warmth. The room itself was a beautiful gothic style, the kind you'd imagin castles to have. Suddenly, a voice interrupted my thoughts.
"You're in the Underworld, my dear. My palace, to be exact." I spun to my right where my eyes landed on a tall, handsome man who was leaning on the doorway and looking at me intently. His hair was back with slight curls and framed his face perfectly. His clothes were black also, but they only brought out his dark eyes, which glittered with an intensity and intelligence I had never seen on anyone before. It was only when my mind stopped checking him out that my mind registered what he had said.
"T-The Underworld? Your palace? Yo