*One Month Ago*
Rays of light filtered through her closed eyes, disturbing her from a deep slumber. Aila slowly blinked open her eyes and shut them again with a slight frown. She somehow felt lightheaded and her throat incredibly dry. She licked her lips and forced her lids open again, adjusting to the brightness of the unfamiliar room she found herself in.
Rising up into a seated position, Aila noted the mahogany antique French style four poster bed she had been sleeping in, her groggy mind believing herself still to be asleep. She looked at the spacious bedroom in awe and confusion. The high ceilings hung two magnificent chandeliers. The eggshell blue panelled walls were separated by gold engravings flourishing up to the top in splendid patterns and little white cherub statues in the corners. Paintings were framed in gold, and golden candle holders hung on the walls.
It's very regal.. Where the frick was she?
