Ahren sat back on the bed, putting distance between them, while Keira looked at the photo on the wall, distracting herself and Dylan. "You're allowed photos here?" She asked, clearing her throat.
"Yeah, I managed to make a deal with a guard," Dylan brushed it off, clearly not wishing to speak more about it. He wiped his glasses with the bottom of his clean shirt and gestured for the door, his dashing smile tugging at his lips once more. "My lady… To your bed chamber, if you will!"
Keira shook her head, smiling, and rushed after Dylan as the door whooshed open for them. Ahren looked at the photo again, frowning before catching up with them with his long strides out of the door.
"Woah! Who are you?!" Dylan's jaw was slack as he stared wide-eyed at Keira's luxurious room. Even Ahren stopped in the doorway, blinking at the obvious differences between their rooms and Keira's.
