Olive's POV
I couldn't stop blaming myself for what happened to Orvyn. It's a miracle he's alive. Usually, during a battle of immortals, decapitation was the best method to certify death. It's a good thing Conrad got to him earlier before Alpha Cassian could finish him off.
I paced about the well-furnished room that used to be my prison, which had now been transformed into my quarters. Under Orvyn's command, the drapes had been changed to a golden kashmir material. A bigger and more comfortable bed replaced the old cranky bed that had seen better days. A quilt overlaid the new bed with sunflower patterns woven into it. The paints were changed into a golden brown, which blended with the dark brown rug on the floor.
An arm-length white oaken table replaced the old swinging stool. Four c
