Chapter 140

• ♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱
• Those fabrics that were soft as silk were spread across the huge bed, a huge bed that was only being occupied by me...by me and no one else.
• "Excuse me..." Cali walked in slowly, I would even dare to say cautious because of her steps "need something, miss? Food? Water? More covered?" It was practically glued to the door, a door that was carmine throughout its length, but contained gilded carvings on the edges, carvings that resembled light waves.