"If you like the bathroom you'll love the bedroom, I'm sure," Dejah chuckled.

She walked down the hallway and pushed open the door on the left. Her room was spacious, with dark blue covers and white satin sheets covering the bed. That bed, as a matter of fact, was indeed as soft as it looked. Dejah stepped inside the room and even leaned against the bed, pressing one hand against it.

There were bookshelves on the walls that had various books by poets and scientific thinkers alike on them. She had a lavish dresser and a vanity mirror for primping.

"So, what do you think?"