After dinner, Vokum escorted the imperial party upstairs to their bedrooms, waving them off with a smile as they retreated for the night.
Alex was first to step into their bedroom.
Isabelle stepped after him and paused.
Wow, the previous empress really wasn't shy about her expectations.
She observed this with a tinge of amusement as she glanced at the luxury suite around them.
The walls were painted a rich, deep red with gold trims. The sheets were silk, the comforter velvet. A chandelier hung above them, glowing with the light of numerous candles. The whole thing oozed with the air of the upper class.
She looked back at the count, raising a brow slightly as he lingered at the entrance to the room. "Thank you, Count. We are grateful for the room."
