Sammael opened the door with a smirk. He stepped back to let Tristan in and closed the door behind him. "Right this way," he said, turning and walking through the very large house. After a bit, he reached a set of large French doors and opened them, allowing Tristan to walk through before following and closing the doors behind him.
"We just have to get past the garden," Sammael said as he turned back to Tristan. He led his cousin down a path in a large beautiful, ornate garden filled with many dark colors flowers, potions ingredients, ivy, benches, and much more. Not far past it was a clearing surrounded by talls trees on three sides, the garden behind them. On two sides of the clearing there were Quidditch hoops set up.
Sammael looked to Tristan, grinning. "Well?"