Nuzzle!

Breakfast eating. Snuggling.

"I wonder if I could ask the castle for books," she muses.

"Try it and see!"

Before she even asks, a bit of the wall moves aside and deposits several books.

"That's a yes, then," she says lightly, disentangling to retrieve them.

... She makes a bit of a face at the books.

"...mm?"

"We might have just crossed from 'the castle has charming amounts of foresight' to 'the castle is a literal mindreader,' because I was thinking of these books but didn't specify them."

She glances at the window. ... The window opens. Ivethis blinks, and then the window slams shut.

"... Ooooooor I have control of the castle with my mind, that. Is also a possibility."

"...huh."

Several bricks in the wall push themselves out in a staircase-like pattern, then back in. Then they spell her name, then a smiley face, then correct themselves.

"Can you do this too, or is it just me?" she wonders.

"...nope, just you."

"Well, now I'm tempted to go figure out the ins and outs of my castle control so I can exploit it relentlessly."

"Exploit it to do what?"

"I have no idea! I don't know what I can do so I can't aim my desired exploitation properly. But it looks like fun."

"It does look like fun," he agrees.

"Anything you think I should do first?" she wonders, lightly, scootching so she can more seriously eat breakfast. She wants to get to the fun bit now, but must eat first. So she'll eat more quickly.

"You know, I really have no idea."

"I might be able to re-arrange the floorplan of this building, which sounds fun even if it is just as I left it. Which, to be honest, I don't think it is, I don't recognize this bedroom."

"Ooh, architecture."

"Yeah. Should be really fun, as long as I don't, ah. Cause the place to collapse."

Giggle.

"That'd be an ignoble end. 'Trapped in a cursed sleep for several thousand years, wake up, kill self accidentally while playing with architecture.'"

"Terrible," he agrees.

"... Actually, how much should I worry about your safety, too? You, ah, fought a cursed city and won, but that doesn't necessarily mean you're immune to falling brick?"

"Assume I can't die."

Blink.

"Okay. I'll uh, still try not to collapse a building on you, that sounds like it would be unpleasant, but - good to know."

"When I was trying to take over the world and things got out of hand, it was only about a third of the spell that went out and fucked everything up. The other two-thirds went into my immortality."