Even when Samael gave them freedom to leave as they please, no one did. After his moving speech, he told me to take a rest.
So, with the help of Fabian, he escorted me to a bedchamber where I could rest. Looking around, I bit my lower lip as I've been standing behind the door ever since Fabian left.
I didn't move a muscle. My eyes scanned the entire bedchamber with mixed emotions.
This bedchamber was twice... no, ten times more spacious than my shack. With proper bed in sight, windows for ventilation, antiques, chandelier and candelabras, and a fireplace!
My skin could absorb the relieving warmth from the fireplace, bringing a tingling sensation in my heart. How nice…
"Is it… alright for me to sleep in such a grand place?" I murmured, unconsciously taking a step back.
Never in my life I had to live such a luxurious life. But now, like a blink of an eye, I was being addressed as milady and being treated akin to a noble.
