Chapter Forty-Nine

Camilla stirred from her slumber as the gentle rays of the morning sun slipped through the window blinds and painted the room with a warm and welcoming glow.

She let out a soft yawn and stretched her arms, relishing the sensation of the soft sheets against her fingertips and let out a contented sigh, feeling completely rejuvenated and refreshed.

As she slowly opened her eyes, a feeling of disorientation washed over her.

Her body felt heavy, but in a comforting way, as if she had been lost in a deep and dreamless sleep for hours.

She sat up and took in the grandeur of her surroundings.

The high ceilings, ornate wallpaper, and massive chandelier all spoke of opulence and extravagance.

She continued to survey the room, taking in its grandiose details and wondering how she had ended up here.

She couldn't recall falling asleep or even getting into bed, and the disorientation she felt only added to her confusion.

Her mind was hazy, and she struggled to piece together the events of the previ