REMI POV
"This way," Abel said.
We walked through endless hallways. Every door looked exactly the same. Gold handles. Dark wood. No markings.
"How do you know which is which?" I asked
He turned left. Then right. "Been here my whole life. Know every corner."
We passed servants. They all bowed. But their eyes followed me. Curious. Judging.
I was still covered in dirt and blood. My dress was torn. I looked like I'd lost a fight with a tree.
Which I basically had.
"Are we close?" I asked.
"Almost." He turned down another hallway. "Nero's chambers are in the private wing. No one's allowed here except family."
"Not even maids?"
"Especially not maids." He stopped at a door. "Here we are."
He opened it
I walked in.
And froze.
This was NOT a bedroom.
The room was dark. Red silk shee
