"Yes, Mistress."

As he continued down the hallway, he paused by one of the doors, reading the name of what was kept inside. Then, hesitating just a moment, he slowly opened the door.

Inside the room was what looked like a golden statue, hidden behind the glass of a display case on a pedestal. The statue, despite being gold, looked unremarkable by itself.

But as Donald stared at it, he felt another lump forming in his throat.