After breakfast was over, Florentine had dragged Camilo by the hand towards her living space against Caspian's disapproving glare but knight was there to stop him from interrupting.
Camilo had wanted to protest initially but seeing Florentine was stubborn not to let her go and knight backing her up she couldn't say no. She just followed Florentine like a kid whose mum was scolding her.
The door to Florentine's bedroom shut close and she pulled Camilo to stand before her. Her room had a simple appearance, a single comfortable bed by the middle, a dressing stand, wardrobe, a room table and several fresh flowers in flower vase to decorate and scent the room. Florentine always pluged fresh flowers and made sure to care for them.
Her room floor was covered with fine creamy marble and old fashioned……
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