Back in the city, in the upper part of the castle, the room was illuminated by the soft glow of a flickering candle, casting shadows that danced across the walls. The air was filled with the faint scent of lavender.
The chamber was bare, save for a low bed laid upon the carpeted floor. The softness of the mattress was a luxury in itself, a rare indulgence for those dwelling in castles and keeps. The window was slightly ajar, allowing a cool breeze to enter the room. The sound of the city buzzing was heard as a muffled noise.
The room was adorned with delicate flower designs, adding a touch of aesthetic beauty.
There were two people in the room. Nuru leaned nonchalantly to one side, her legs extended, as she popped herself up with a hand.
