"This will be your room," she motions to the door on the right. "It is ready and equipped with everything you should need. The washroom has fresh towels and toiletries, but should you require something more, please ring for me."

"Ring?" I blink.

She opens the door, pointing to a button in the door's frame.

"One touch of a button and I shall be right with you."

"Oh. Thank you."

"If you'll excuse me," she says, still not looking at me as she scurries away.

I step inside the room, closing the door behind me.

I'm not sure what I expected. Certainly, after seeing the hallways, I don't think I had any expectation, since I was sure nothing could live up to any prior knowledge I had of luxury.

But this...

The entire room is rose gold, the walls adorned with marble panels in the same shade, containing more artworks.

In the middle, there's a double king-sized bed—that's the only way I could describe it since I've never seen something so utterly immense. The bedding is a darker shade of rose gold, all matching the environment.

But the most stunning feature of this room is the back of it.

There are floor-to-ceiling windows across the entire wall. I walk deeper into the room, and the view simply takes my breath away.

There's a sprawling garden in front, with intricate shapes molded from trees. Intermingled in the green space are marble gazebos and other beautiful statues, while in the middle, there's an enormous fountain, water pouring out from a jug held by an equally imposing figure of a woman. Immediately, I recognize it to be the representation of the statue from the hallway—the first Supreme. The basin is surrounded by a mix of marble and flowers, highlighting the contrast between nature and man-made.

Only in the distance do I see other equally ostentatious palaces, though they're so far I can barely make out their shapes.

Thea had said her father is merely a duke. But this is far more extravagant than any ducal estate I've seen in history books or period dramas.

Though I'd like nothing more than to admire the view some more, the smell wafting from my body is becoming increasingly harder to ignore. While I wait for the dresses Thea asked for me, I should at least wash myself and remove this stench.

Throwing another glance around the room, I release a satisfied sigh as I imagine rolling around in those luxurious sheets after I've bathed. It feels like forever ago that I enjoyed a modicum of comfort, and my body yearns for it.

As I tentatively open the door to the bathroom, I'm once more taken aback by the extravagant design.

The walls follow the same rose-gold theme, with the furniture made entirely out of marble. There's a vanity right by the entrance, and I note a variety of products spread out on the counter.