Will carefully tipped the vase to its side.
Underneath it was a golden key. He grinned.
Fwhip had sent Will to look for his toolbox about an hour ago. Giving up his pride, Will had asked a castle staff where the west wing was. The servant girl had giggled. "There is no west wing, sir."
Will, instead of going back, decided to look through the palace. He'd never been in one before. Over and over again, he was reminded of how different these lands were from the Dream SMP.
When he noticed a dusty vase leaning over slightly, like something had been stuffed under it, he looked underneath it.
Now he held the golden key in his hand.
The better question was what to do with it.
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