Arella’s POV
“Your bedroom!” Zane announced when he opened the doors and led me inside. And while I’d thought the castle itself had been spectacular, this was some next-level s**t!
“Bedroom?!” I exclaimed, my mouth hanging open in shock. I’d never been to a high-end hotel, but I’d seen pictures.
Those pictures didn’t have s**t on this place!
The castle wasn’t the cold stone walls and dimly lit rooms that I’d imagined when Zane started talking about living in a castle. If anything, it looked like a resort where people had to pay a lung and half a liver just to get a day pass. The walls were creamy white with gold and red archways and carpets. The walls were decorated with extravagant paintings of previous Kings and Queens and shiny weapons, with the names of the owners on bronze plates
