I am me

Baelakis point of view. I woke to the soft rustle of silk against my skin, my eyelids fluttering open to reveal the opulent surroundings of the room. The first thing that struck me was the sheer size of it all – the vast expanse of space, the towering ceilings adorned with intricate chandeliers casting a warm, golden glow across the room.

As I sat up, the luxurious sheets pooled at my waist, revealing the plush comfort of the bed beneath me. The mattress seemed to cradle me in its embrace, a welcome respite from the trials of the night before.

My gaze wandered across the room, taking in the lavish furnishings that adorned every corner. Ornate tapestries adorned the walls, depicting scenes of ancient battles and heroic deeds. Intricately carved wooden furniture dotted the room, each piece a testament to the wealth and power of its owner.

The air was suffused with the rich scent of sandalwood and incense, adding to the sense of luxury that surrounded me. Sunlight filtered through the sh