Epilogue
The first thing he did was whisk her away to Vietnam. To Da Lat, the most romantic city in Vietnam and one of the most enchanting places she had ever seen.
The Ana Mandara Villas was considered one of the most romantic hotels in Vietnam and Presley found they lived up to their reputation. Built on the side of a hill surrounded by deep green foliage and extensive gardens with elegant landscaping the hotel had an Eden-like feeling. Slow buzzing insects and long stemmed flowers bending in the gentle breeze soothed her mind. Pure serenity.
The buildings had been built in the 1920’s in the French style. Rich hard wood floors underfoot and dark wood framed beds with soft white comforters provided a peaceful place to nap after long mornings of sight seeing. Slender French doors opened
