Prince Mansion-

Since Archibald had taken reign of his brother's belongings, one of his first endeavors was to have a maze built. It was similar to the one in his brother's house but this one held the distinct purpose of forcing Raven to use her magic as much as possible to reach him.

He would be waiting in the study for her, to collect his newest slave...

Meanwhile topher and Raven arrived right at the entrance of the maze,  "Wow, does David Bowie come to mind or is it just me?"

Raven looks up at it, a determined look on her face.  She does feel a bit of fear, but that's something that she's never going to admit.

"Just me then..."

"Okay look, I'm your arm in this. Don't use any magic unless you absolutely got to!"

"Maybe we should get more help in this..."

The maze sucks them in-

"Whoa...!" Topher flies into the maze with Raven.

Raven gasps. "Well, fuck that idea I was just having..."

"Which was.?" Topher asked as he started to walk.

"Getting more help for this." She walks beside him.

"Yeah that probably would've been a good idea..."

Raven takes a deep, shuddering breath.  "It's too late now..."

"Yep... so therefore, onward and forward Capt..."

"Right..."  She continues to walk with him, wondering what their first trial will be.

Two doors appear looking identical-

"Well.. this is...  odd" He looked at the two doors, "Which one do you think we should go down?"

"Either one we choose will be a trap..."

"Well then, better we go through the same one together..."

Raven nods, heading for the one on the right.

It swings open revealing a tunnel-

"Okay, so who wants to go through the creepy tunnel of death first?" Topher asked nonchalantly as he looked to try and see anymore.

After taking a deep breath, Raven walks in.

Topher follows after her close behind, ready for a trap or fight or whatever came their way.

Its basically pitch black and goes straight for awhile-

Raven braces herself, trying to keep her fears at bay.

Topher looks around but sees nothing. To try and ease the tension they both were probably feeling.. him more so than her perhaps... he starts to whistle softly to himself...

"So... you watch quidditch at all?"