Walking to a door behind me, I open it to find a hot bath already drawn and now in perfectly warm condition. I take my time undressing, thinking about the hideous way I was treated by my fiancée, cursing myself as I give in to a sudden craving.
"Man, do I miss my era. I miss drinking wine with some delicious strawberries right about now with this bath."
In the bath, I start to wash myself, knowing damn well I'm not staying to soak because I don’t have a single thing I crave at times like these. Stepping out of the bath and into my room, I notice the bed has been recently made to allow its guest to slip in easier.
Walking closer, I see my nightdress is long and thick, in a blue tone, and I realize that's common for this castle. But I need to make this place look better and not let it cru
