When Jamie opened his eyes, he expected to see the familiar wooden ceiling of the forest lodge where he had logged out. Instead, he was staring at a vaulted dome covered in mosaics of gold and crystal. Every inch of the space shimmered in radiant light that reflected off gemstones embedded into marble pillars.
He blinked once, twice, and rubbed his eyes. The scent of roses and warm water filled the air. There were fountains along the walls, sculpted into the shapes of angels pouring silver water from their vases. The floor beneath his feet was tiled with blue sapphires that glimmered like the ocean's surface.
It took him a second to realize where he was.
"A… bathroom?" he muttered aloud.
Calling it a bathroom almost felt like an insult. It was more like a royal bathhouse or a sacred temple dedicated to bathing. Pools of steaming water stretched out across the chamber, each bordered by intricate runes that pulsed with soft light.
