Tania was silent as Baron Jason carried her injured body. Climbed the steps of the stone stairs, through several passages and several servants, going through door after door, until he came to a stop at the last stop.
A spacious room greeted her, with glass windows without curtains, letting in the moonlight and spreading throughout the room. The dim looked familiar to her, but if it's together with him...
"My Lord," she whispered, swaying in his warm embrace, welcoming the new wind and temperature. His room was the warmest one she had ever felt, which gave off a chilling sensation of sweetness. "Why do you…" Her words were unfinished as he walked across the soft carpet to the jumbo size bed, which seemed too much for a man like him who wasn't very muscular and didn't have many girlfriends.
