Still slightly drowsy, she observed the plain interior with an unfamiliar sense, dreamily loving the serene feel of the environment.
She'd gotten quite used to the restrictive air of her chamber, thus although its look was ornate, she couldn't enjoy its accommodation.
But this, this new surrounding of hers, regardless of its dull appearance and somewhat overbearing grandness_ gave her sense of liberty.
Though there were aches lingering in her body, she nonetheless felt revitalized. Especially the gentle cool wind seeping through the open windows, it was soothing her warm skin…
In a languid manner, Rain stretched and yawned while staring at a dark, slate gray portrait hanging from the wall with upmost admiration.
It was the most perfect depiction she'd ever seen. Its grandeur was undeniably known at first sight, giving an impression of luxury. However, it looked strikingly famialiar…