The gargoyle was silent for a moment before a grating noise and the gargoyle slowly shook his head in exasperation. Then a shuddering noise and a click and then he started to rotate. The staircase appeared slowly. A quick hop onto one of the steps and I was being carried up into the office. A grating sigh was released as I went up. "Oh stop being melodramatic." Alumir wasn’t a true gargoyle, but the ambient magic of the castle had given him a personality. "I could have called you by Helena’s nickname!" I shouted towards the end as I neared the top. A louder groan was heard from the statue, causing me to giggle. He never did like The Rad Chad. She never did tell me the story behind that nickname. Especially since "rad’ was more of a modern term. 