TIARA THORNELLS
I reached for the fragrant traditional soap and scrub they had prepared, indulging in their soft, calming scent as I pampered myself. After a long while of soaking, I finally stepped out of the tub. Wrapping myself in a thick towel, I dried off my entire body, including my hair, before slipping into the soft night robe that had been hung for me.
As I stepped out of the bathhouse, I noticed that the caretaker was already waiting outside.
“I’ll escort you to your room now, Miss,” she said kindly.
I agreed with a nod and followed her as she led me to the second floor.
She opened a door and I stepped inside while she quietly closed it behind me.
My eyes were immediately drawn to the bed in the center of the room.
The white curtains surrounding it shimmered softly in th
