Quinlan entered the harem room, and what he saw made his eyebrows rise.
The expansive room was transformed to be even more romantic than it usually was.
His girls ensured it was never the masculine man-cave it might've ended up being if Quinlan was the only one to live in it, but this time, it was extra flavorful.
Lit softly by the glow of aromatic candles that cast warm light across the silk-draped walls, it was truly a spectacle to behold. A path of crimson rose petals led from the door directly to the enormous harem bed. The air smelled of jasmine flowers and expensive oils.
Jasmine was positioned near the foot of the bed. She had clearly done her best to get prepared right after returning from the battle.
Her brown hair was intricately styled, and her blue eyes sparkled with a mixture of excitement and deep anxiety.
