Into Hostile Region

"So, this is the elite room, huh?" Audrey remarked, her voice filled with a mix of awe and amusement.

Her eyes swept across the elegant decor that adorned the space. Soft hues of gold and cream adorned the walls, accentuated by intricate tapestries depicting scenes of grandeur. The furnishings exuded opulence, with a large four-poster bed draped in luxurious silk canopies, inviting rest and relaxation.

The room was spacious, offering ample space for two guests. A small sitting area with plush chairs and a delicate tea table provided a cosy corner for intimate conversations.

Audrey's assistant let out a low whistle of admiration. "I can't believe this is the lowest tier of their accommodations," she remarked, her eyes wide with wonder. "It's far better than I expected. In fact, it's made my house looks like a shithole."