The sound that emitted from Tempest's mouth was a healthy mix between a squeal and an excited child's wail.
She was shaking she was so happy.
It didn't seem possible that the room behind this door was as large as it was but as she stood there bouncing from foot to foot, barely holding in her appreciation, she realized it was.
"You're kidding! This is for me? No way. It's too much. Are you sure?" She questioned Dron but was already moving into the room before he had a chance to say anything.
She'd expected something very ordinary: a bed, a nightstand, maybe somewhere to put clothing. She'd never expected something like this.
