"Can we go somewhere more open?" Seraphine asked, glancing around the room like the walls were already closing in on her.
Voren shook his head. "What you want to know is not something I can say just anywhere." He turned and started moving down the hall. "My room is bigger. We can talk there."
He was already at the door before she had a real chance to weigh it, pushing it open and stepping aside without making a production of it. She walked in ahead of him and stopped just inside the doorway.
The room was not what she'd pictured.
Yes, the bed was massive, the kind that took up an entire wall and still had room to breathe on both sides. But it wasn't the bed that caught her attention.
On one side of the room sat two large couches angled toward each other with a low coffee table between them. On the other side, two wide sofas faced a matching table, the kind of setup that felt more like a living room than a bedroom.
