Shadows of Heart : The Awakening
With a polite nod, the attendant departed, leaving the four of them to open the doors themselves.
As Zoe pushed her door open, she froze, her breath catching at the sight before her.
Her room was a sanctuary. The walls were a soothing shade of cream, with soft tapestries depicting moonscapes and wolf packs under starlit skies. The bed, dressed in silken sheets and a thick down comforter, was large enough to sink into and never want to leave. A polished desk sat near the window, and shelves already stocked with books lined one wall.