Tamara’s pov
“This is your room ma’am,” the guy said.
I looked at him, if I just sit around in this room I will feel like a prisoner.
Plus, I will constantly wonder what it is that he wants to show me.
I turned to leave when the guy blocked my path.
“Your King said I am a guest, not just any guest but an important one.
Are you sure that I am someone you want to piss off?” I asked him.
He moved aside, I started walking around when I caught a scent.
It was suddenly but at the same time was refreshing.
I followed the scent; a door was slightly open.
I opened the door and went inside, it was a room decorated in green, yellow, and blue.
All the colours that remind one of nature and being outside.
I looked around and found the cause of this refreshing scent.
It was a perfume b
