Vivian POV
I woke up in an unfamiliar bed that smelled really familiar.
Okay, so the bed and even the room smelled like Lucien. The question remained where the hell I was. As my mind started to wake up as well, memories from last night also wanted to resurface, but I chose to ignore them, at least for now, until I figured out where I was and how to get back to the academy.
As slow as I could, I forced myself to sit up and look around.
The room around me was furnished in dark neutral colors and looked like it came out of some sort of catalog or design picture. If not for the scent, I would say that it was a hotel room, because there were no personal details here... it looked almost bare and empty.
I was looking around, taking in the neat space, when a voice came out of nowhere.
"Good
