Later that evening, Ruth finished brushing her hair out and placed the brush on the vanity table in her new bedroom. Her eyes kept moving to the open balcony doors of her new house.
“Ruth, are you still awake?” Koorgan inquired.
“Yes, you can open the panel,” she answered.
She stood up and ran her hands down along the silk dressing gown that covered the delicate nightgown Koorgan had given her earlier in the day. Her gaze moved to the row of elegant clothing hanging in the small armoire, then she looked up when the wall of her room slowly opened.
“You don’t mind if I keep this open, do you? I feel better being able to see you,” he said.
She swallowed and shook her head. “No, not at all. It is kind of neat living in a castle with moving walls, almost like being at Hogwarts. Did you kno
