After Tiel left, the day went on lazily.
Nirmala retreated to her private office, apologizing to Celeste for going into hiding. She wasn't feeling well, and with so much to do, she'd rather do it in the comfort of her own space—which Celeste understood and wished her luck.
The Brightwell home was as comfortable as it was luxurious.
Richly padded sofas sat invitingly in every room with enough space to lounge.
Each room was furnished with polished mahogany and velvet drapes, but plush rugs and handwoven blankets kept the space inviting rather than imposing—something Celeste immediately fell in love with.
She followed Avond to one of their spare bedrooms, where a large queen-sized bed sat in the middle of a spacious room.
There was a working desk in one corner, an empty wall-sized bookshelf, two bedside tables, a wardrobe, and a standing lamp by an armchair in the corner.
It was perfect in every way.
"I hope you like it."
