Alfred

Pitch-black darkness enveloped the already eerie corridors of the palace. Wandering along the barely visible staircases and searching for your bedroom, you came across a fork in the road you hadn't seen before. Dim carpets disappeared into the darkness in three directions, completely confusing you.

• Alice was right, we had to return before sunset.
  you whispered, still remembering all the roads in the building.
  Alice is your older sister. She gave you a lot of advice and did a lot of good things for you. You valued her words and helped her in every possible way.
  While you were squinting thoughtfully into the darkness, you heard a rustling sound behind you. You turned around.
  Alfred stood next to you with a candelabra in his hands.
• Your Highness, do you need help? I noticed that your bedroom is empty.
• Oh, of course! You can't see anything here at all.
  You replied, and the man's lips curled into a slight smile. You were walking through a completely different part of the palace. No one spoke, only the sound of shoes echoed down the corridor. Outside the windows, the branches of the bare trees, already preparing for the approaching winter, clattered against each other.
  -You know,-you suddenly spoke up.-these corridors are strange...I've never seen paths like these during the day. And these paintings...
  You glanced at the old walls again. Framed portraits of rather creepy people stood there. Their eyes seemed to be watching you.
  -horrible..
  You finally finished speaking and looked at the butler. His face was expressionless. His eyes were looking into the distance.
• Sometimes they look creepy, I agree.
  Alfred answered.
  The road seemed endless. You'd been walking for what felt like six minutes, but nothing had changed. Suddenly, there was a crash behind you. Before you could turn around, you lost consciousness.
  You woke up in a dark room, the dim light from the candles barely revealing the butler's face.
• Oh, thank God you're awake!
  He sighed with relief, standing next to you. Your head still ached, but you were more worried about what exactly happened at that moment.
  -Alfred, what happened?
  Your voice echoed, my ears began to ring. The man approached with a serious face.
• I'm not sure if my guess is correct, but it looks like there's someone here besides us.