Spicy Hot
He pushes open a massive oak double door, further down the hall, and we enter his bedroom.
Kassian
I bring her into my sanctuary. The air is different here: scents of old leather, cedar, cold tobacco, and me. The room is vast, sober, dominated by an immense bed with a dark canopy. The walls are lined with books, a stone fireplace is set into the far wall. The only lights come from discreet oil lamps and the dying embers in the hearth. It's a den. My den. And I have just brought my most precious prey into it.