The ivory-lined walls and marble floors gave her the impression that she was walking in a celestial palace.
Andon showed her through the hallway leading to the East wing, promising to show her the rest of the manor the next day.
The quiet of the room reminded her of her old room at Loodswood before the fire.
The sound of running waves coming from the window drew her attention.
Claire went to the window but diverted when she realized there was a balcony.
His home overlooked the southern sea.
This part of the shore was devoid of people. The white beach sand, the crystalline pebbles and rocks that gathered by the bank.
Aurora would have loved to see it.
The path that led to it was well-kept. A soft breeze wafted over her, dancing with her hair.
Did the King like going there? She wondered.
She would've asked Andon, but she was afraid to have any conversations that involved the King with him.
Perhaps she could visit it at night? No one would care if she went alone after all.
