A/N: Let me sing you a little song. I wish you a Merry Ghristmas! ...okay, that's enough singing on my part. No, but seriously people, it's Christmas! In case you DIDN'T want to know, I had a wonderful time with my family, and I really enjoyed myself today and I hope you did too. I just wish we had more snow than the little we have now. The only upside to the tiny amounts of frozen water is that we got to have my grandpa over for dinner today! He can't come when it's cold. Mobility difficulties.

Enjoy the next-to-the-next-to-last-chapter! XD


Ghirahim was surprised when Eldin had instead of using magic to transport them, he just had floated over to the door. Ghirahim had been very confused, and tried to open it for the dragon, but instead, his hand went right through the handle!

"What is going on here?" he asked. "Did you kill me? Is this some sick form of punishment?"

"No. It is a dream-like world that we are in. We are wandering in the doorway that connects the mortal world you live in, and the Silent Realms."

"And this makes it so that I can't touch anything." Ghirahim said it as a statement rather than as a question.

"Just shut up and follow me." the Fire Dragon stated in an impatient tone.

He was lead down numerous flights of stairs, and finally the two arrived at a small, iron door at the end of a hallway in one of the lower floors. The door had bolts and bars running across the length of it, and there was steam coming through the gaps between the door and the ground.

"You brought be to...the boiler room?" Ghirahim asked, raising a very thin, almost non-existent brow.

"I would never do such a thing as to waste your time, showing you the untruth." Eldin said.

"Really. Then when you open this door, there should be a pump and fire pit with mounds of coal, and a servant in there working the boiler. Because my home must be heated somehow."

"Yes. That is what you will find in there." The Fire Dragon spoke in an almost sad voice.

"And why have you brought me here?"

"Just watch." The dragon placed a clawed hand on the door, and Ghirahim watched as it shimmered and disappeared. Behind the now-hidden door, Ghirahim could see the large machine in action. Pumping and running the boiler were two boys of about the age of sixteen years. They were the two boys from earlier that day in the kitchen. Dreath, his blonde hair glowing orange in the light, and Fili, sweat pouring down his long red hair and spilling onto the steaming floor. The two servant's muscles were working and twitching under the weight of the coals that they moved to the fire. Ghirahim could see others working in the room, but Eldin made sure that the focus was on Dreath and Fili.

"...what am I supposed to see here? I see two of my servants, working on making the mansion warm."

"Do you not care that they are slaving over hot coals on Christmas Eve?" bellowed the Fire Dragon.

"Is that not what servants are for?"

Glaring, Eldin almost spit his hot flaming breath on Ghirahim but thought better of it. If it was needed, his sister would preform such a task.

"Look, if this is all you have to show me, you might as well leave and let me get my much-needed sleep. A demon isn't working on pure darkness you know. We need our rest too."

A bit more glaring came from the red dragon, until he finally gave in. Unwillingly, Eldin clapped his clawed hands and Ghirahim was transported to his warm bed once again. Eldin only hoped that his sister, Faron, could talk sense into that man. If not...then may the goddesses have mercy on his soul.


A/N: Okay! I am so surprised that I got this done in one day. And on Christmas of all days! So busy...and then when everyone left for their respective homes, I got lazy and goofed off. But, I did promise you this. And, maybe it'll be a while before you get the next few chapters now that I know this isn't getting done by Christmas. XD Love you all of my readers! Hugs and Hershey's Kisses for all of you!