The room was spacious and comfortable. A crystal chandelier illuminated carved furniture and a soft Persian rug.
Silk curtains stirred gently in the breeze, revealing a view of the bustling harbor outside.
An oak dining table with a silk tablecloth stood against the wall. In a corner alcove, a copper bathtub was polished to a shine, with a flannel bathrobe hanging neatly beside it.
By the fireplace sat a cushioned armchair, perfectly positioned to admire the precise brass mantel clock on the mantelpiece.
Inside the slightly ajar wardrobe, a spare, clean blanket was faintly visible.
The overall atmosphere was warm and natural, yet it exuded a touch of simple luxury.
Compared to this place, the spartan dorm room back at the manor suddenly seemed much shabbier.
"Mr. Roland."
After giving Roland a brief tour of the room, a perfectly cordial smile appeared on Colin's round face.
"Shall I arrange for an attendant to serve you?"
