Azriel was still soaking in the beauty of the townhouse at Dilorus. She sat right now on a large terrace overlooking the sea. It's white marble floor was inlaid with a chequered floor, and fountains and bird baths adorned many corners of the same. Plants and vines were all across, and the scent of the roses was heady in the corner she sat. The low seating was around a wooden table and sheer curtains surrounded her.