Wysteria POV
My sleepless nights and fear were healed with a single good night's sleep. The curtain was dancing as the warm wind blew in.
But that wasn't what perked me up. This familiar yet unfamiliar room does not belong to me. The air was thick with the scent of mist basking in the sunlight.
Rael's scent.
Could this be Rael's room? But Rael's room is different. I had sneaked in there before.
"H-Hello..."
I tried to call someone, but my throat was too parched. I scanned around and noticed a jar of water placed at the centre of the room with fresh fruits beside it.
Thank God there's water.
The silk blanket fell from my shoulder the moment I left the bed. The warm wind caressed my skin while I walked to the centre.
Adorned racks filled with books, lighted fireplace and carvings
