Just Visiting

Annalyse

“Oh, wow!”, I sighed as I took in the massive four poster bed, carved from cedar and the gorgeous stone fireplace next to another wall of windows with a set of french doors that opened onto a balcony.

“It’s something, isn’t it?”, Chase asked.

“It’s incredible, Chase. If all of the guests have a room like this, it’s a wonder they ever leave. You may have to put up with me for awhile.”

“Well, this floor is the floor that belongs to the King, Prince and their Betas as well as their private guard.”

I gaped at him. “Whose room am I in now?”, I questioned, suddenly very nervous.

“You’re in the Queen’s rooms, Lyse.”, Chase answered, almost reverently.

“Oh but, there must be some mistake, Chase. I don’t belong in here.”, I said as I wandered.

I explored the bathroom, internally doing a dance at the thought of soaking in the massive clawfoot soaker tub.

I found the walk -in closet, which was as big as my bedroom and bathroom at home combined. If I wasn’t careful, I could get used to t