Hook didn't know his runes, so each room was still a mystery to him even if it had a rune carved into the wood. He entered and looked around, thinking that looked like a perfect bed to have a romp in. Now he just had to find a lady to oblige him.

The bump to his back caused him to turn around, slightly alarmed he'd been snuck up on. At least the woman seemed harmless and not to be a master assassin sent here to end him.

When she tugged at the door, he went from alarmed to amused in an instant. Maybe this was a wishing room where dreams came true.

"There is no need for apology, my lady. But would you not care to stay awhile?"