Gabriel's room was dark and a little bit frightening since the furniture looked ancient despite its gleaming polish.
There was a big white bed that made up half of his room and there was a painting of the Acqua family on the Victorian sofa.
Close to the window nearby, there were old-leather bound books sat on top of the mahogany table. The sun was going down. The windows framed the sky into yellow and orange hues all the sunset painters would love.
I was exhausted to the point of collapse when we arrived but I couldn't lie down and rest on Gabriel's bed without taking a shower first.
I had to scrub the dirt off my legs and mud on my elbows. I was making a mess on the Acqua Manor and the poor butler would have to clean up after them.
Gabriel put me down and fetched a short terry-cloth bathrobe from his closet and handed it to me. "Wear this before going to the bathroom."
