Isabelle gently set the snoozing kitten in the elegant cat bed that had been done up for him, and looked around the room she'd be staying in for the night with wonder.
It was all dark, heavy wooden furniture, rich mahogany, carved with an exquisite detail that would've stunned her, had she not resided in a palace now for...however long she'd been living as Isabelle.
Her feet sank into a lush rug as she strolled around, examining the vases on display, and the art adorning the walls - old Nevremian nobility depicted in their portraits, according to the titles - although, she had absolutely no idea who any of them were.
She only knew they were old Nevremian nobility due to the titles like '5th Empress of Nevremia' or 'Lord So-and-so, Count of such-and-such, Nevremia' and so on and so forth.
She gazed at her own reflection in a mirror as she approached.
