The moment she pushed the door open, an overwhelmingly potent fragrance hit her, so strong she could barely open her eyes.
It took Holly Wyatt a while to get used to it.
She managed to pry her eyes open, closed the door behind her, and walked softly inside.
The moonlight was bright, and thanks to her recent training, she could see clearly even at night.
The ground, originally paved with flagstones, was now completely covered by a red carpet. The edges of the carpet were neatly lined with vibrant red roses.
Holly Wyatt looked up at the newly-erected archway above her and swallowed hard.
'Good heavens.'
'Are the diamonds on this archway real?'
'They're bigger than my head.'
Holly Wyatt reached out, gesturing in the air to size up the diamonds. She marveled inwardly. 'He really is the richest man in Bervenia.'
She pursed her lips and continued forward.
