*The air is chilled as you push open the heavily carved oak door...A gush of warmth welcomes you inside...As your eyes adjust to the soft light of several candles,you notice that you have entered a very elegant place...The shadows fall gently upon the velvet folds of the room's furnishings and the high,vaulted ceiling has an air of mystery to it's decor...The scent of roses rises up to kiss your nose, and the sound of soft footsteps finds your ears. You begin to feel the very presence of the woman whose portrait lies above the mantel...You hear a distant tinkling of soft laughter and a gentle,feminine voice fills your head...* Please enjoy your visit to my castle.............