In the middle of the night, Zoey stretched her body, spreading her arms around the bed as she slowly opened her eyes. She opened and closed them, blinking her eyes until her sight could adjust to the dim room.
The room was lit with soft amber dim lights, not painful to the eyes but one that offered a warm and cozy feeling. It illuminated the large bedroom that was akin to a royal bedroom for a noble. It was furnished with vases, well-crafted wooden stands and chairs that screamed class.
Her eyes wandered around, skimming the entire room where her eyes could reach. The interior was not too modern, but it was designed to match someone who was deserving of the title of a king. She then turned towards the window. Next to it was a glass framed door that was leading to the balcony.
Zoey blinked her eyes, her brain was loading as she absorbed the place she was in. Upon the sight of the dark sky through the transparent glass window, she blinked her eyes repeatedly.
