Hotel - Sienna's Room
As the door gently swung closed on its own behind her, Sienna stood staring stupefied in the entrance to what was apparently her own hotel suite. Her jaw hung slack open, and her hand involuntarily relaxed, letting the bag holding everything she owned fall to the floor with a dull thud.
Inside the room just beyond the entryway, the ceiling rose high enough to easily accommodate three of her workshops on Urtullan stacked top to bottom. The light fixtures alone, each of them inlaid with glittering metals that could only be silver, looked like they were worth ten times what Sune had given her. Thick, rich-colored carpet spread from corner to corner throughout the room, and the furniture, constructed of sturdy, rich colored wood looked as if it had taken a team of twenty men to bring inside. One of the walls was a gigantic window that offered a breathtaking view of the ocean and its brilliant white beach, accented by the pure white clouds floating in an azure sky.
The bed in the center of the room was positively gargantuan, large enough for her and at least six other people to sleep comfortably and never even touch one another, and covered a thick, velvety comforter and more fluffy pillows than she had ever seen in one place. There was a nightstand on either side topped with ornate glass lamps, and a dresser that was taller than she was sat against the near wall.
To her right, through a short alcove, she noticed a bathroom of such splendor that it could only have been designed for a palace. An enormous bathtub inlaid with strategically placed water jets was in the center of the marble room, and mirrors lined the walls on all sides above a wrap-around cabinet complete with a funny looking dip that looked like some kind of desk, with a four-legged stool pushed up beneath it. Two deep sinks were set in the counter across from the door and ninety degrees around the room to the left, and a chandelier hung from the center of the ceiling inside.
And the palatial space expanding before her was reserved entirely for her.
Unable to contain herself any longer, a giddy, girlish squeak escaped from her as she literally jumped for joy. Bolting from the door, she sprinted across the room and leaped onto the bed face first, extending her arms to either side as the huge mattress gently cushioned her fall, oscillating her up and down a few times before finally bringing her to rest.
Rolling onto her back, she found herself laughing excitedly, and cuddled into the dozens of pillows that now surrounded her. She wrapped one of them up in her arms and squeezed it against her, taking a long, indulgent whiff of its laundered and perfumed fragrance. Now she knew how the other half lived.
She had only been revelling in her luxurious room for a moment when she heard a knock at the door, and Natsumi's voice calling from the other side. Part of her wanted to ignore her and just savor her unbelievable fortune, but somehow she felt like the best part of her stay here still laid ahead. Excitedly she bounced up from the bed, no doubt glowing on the inside and out, and almost found herself skipping along back to answer the door with a spring in her step.
When she pulled the door open, Natsumi would find her grinning from ear to ear, her hair slightly disshevelled and partially obscuring her eyes from rolling around in the covers and pillows. She didn't have to say anything to make it obvious that she was more than willing to see what else Natsumi had to show her.
