Danny smiled apprehensively. "I don't think that'd be a problem. Though, my uncle and I would appreciate no lightning parties." She continued down the hall, pointing to rooms as they passed them. Training rooms, bedrooms, guest areas, everything in a maze of corridors. She stopped in front of a large, oak double door. "The gardens are out here. We tend them carefully, so do be polite inside."
She opened the doors with hardly a touch, swinging into a glass room. Roses, crocuses, marigolds, every flower imaginable hung from the ceiling and walls and embelished the walks. Glass stepping stones lead through the garden, several acres wide and long, to areas of study and play and training. A small waterfall cascaded into a pool, flowing out of seemingly nowhere. Fruits and berries shown brightly throughout the room. Danny smiled. "Beautiful, isn't it?"