With a gentle knock on the door, ten maids walked in, their heads bowed in respect. "Good morning, lady. We're here to escort you to the bath room," one of them spoke softly.
Naria smiled at them, admiring their grace and elegance. "Thank you," she replied, rising from her seat. "Lead the way."
As she followed the maids down the hallway, Naria couldn't help but feel how her skin was trembling at the opulence of her surroundings. The walls were adorned with intricate carvings and paintings, and the floors were made of polished marble that shone in the light streaming in from the windows.
Finally, they arrived at the bath room, and Naria gasped at the sight before her. The room was enormous, with high ceilings and walls made of smooth, white stone. In the center of the room was a large bath, filled with steaming water that perfumed the air with the scent of lavender and rose petals.
