Odd Decor

"Atticus!" She whirled around to gaze at her husband. There was a reddish flush on his face as he stared at her, blinking slowly under the lights. She hurriedly opened the door to their room and gestured to Atticus to enter. "Did you drink a lot?"

"Just a bit. Xahan's food is very spicy, so I needed to drink to wash it down," Atticus said, his tone hoarser than usual as he gazed at Daphne and then at the huge bed prepared for their arrival. His wife looked paler than usual, but his attention was on the room's decor. Daphne turned to see what he was looking at, and her mouth fell open.

There were flower petals strewn all over the sheets as scented candles glowed and bathed the room in a dim, romantic light. The heady scent of briscusberries and aedrove vine filled the room, causing Daphne's body to heat up at the implications.