You nod, and he nods back, agreeing with your choice.
“Of course, Mistress.” He waits for you to gather yourself and stand, and then he follows suit. “Wait here.”
He leaves the room and returns a few minutes later, wearing a fresh suit and holding a stack of clothing for you to change into, then turns around genteelly as you change. You cough when you’re through, and he turns back with a bow.
“To the front hall,” he announces, and leads you there via a dimly lit passageway.
Would you like to open the purple door with men talking behind it? If so, touch here.
There’s still a bath being drawn behind the white door. If you’d like to visit it, touch here.
The gray door still has the sound of rope rubbing over other rope. If you’d like to visit it again, touch here.
And walking down the
