Chapter 151: 151 - you happy
151
~Belinda’s POV
I couldn’t stop smiling. My cheeks hurt from smiling so much, but I didn’t care. The moment we turned down the long hallway and I saw the big double doors at the very end, my heart began to beat faster.
"This is my room?" I asked, looking from Rowan to Kael, my voice a little shaky with excitement.
Rowan gave me a small smile and nodded. "Yes, Belinda. This is yours. We thought you should have a place that feels like home, somewhere private, somewhere that’s only yours and befits your status as the Luna."
Kael pushed the doors open with both hands, stepping back as if he was unveiling something magical. "Go on," he said softly, his eyes warm on me. "It’s all yours. Look around."
I walked slowly at first, but then my feet carried me faster as I stepped inside. The first thing I saw was the size, it was huge, bigger than any room I had ever stayed in. The ceiling stretched so high that I had to tilt my head back, and even then I couldn’t take it all in. A sparkling light hung in the center, its crystals catching the light and scattering it in tiny rainbows across the walls.
"Oh my God..." I whispered, my hand covering my mouth.
"Do you like it?" Kael asked, sounding almost nervous.
"Like it?" I turned back to them, my eyes wide. "It’s beautiful. It’s... it’s more than I ever imagined. I thought my room back home is the largest but this is massive."
The walls were painted in a soft cream hue, their surfaces adorned with delicate golden motifs that curled like vines near the high ceiling. Heavy velvet draperies in a deep burgundy framed the tall arched windows, their folds spilling gracefully to the polished wooden floor. The sunlight that managed to slip through cast a warm, golden glow across the chamber, making it feel alive.
At the very heart of the room stood a grand canopy bed, its posts carved from dark oak and crowned with intricate gilded designs. Rich silken sheets of ivory, smooth to the touch, were spread across the mattress, and a coverlet of embroidered damask rested neatly atop it. Plump cushions were piled high, inviting and regal, their fine needlework gleaming faintly in the light. The headboard, tall and commanding, bore golden embellishments that told of wealth and careful craftsmanship.
I turned slowly, taking in the grandeur with a sense of quiet awe. By the windows lay a sitting area with two high-backed chairs upholstered in brocade, their arms carved with curling leaves, and a small round table set between them, fit for taking tea or reading by lamplight. A thick woven rug stretched across the floor, patterned in shades of cream and gold, muffling each step.
Against one wall rested a tall oak chest, its iron fittings strong and old, holding gowns and treasures within. Beside it, a polished dressing table with a small hand mirror of silver lay neatly arranged with combs of bone and ivory. A tall standing screen, embroidered with hunting scenes, gave the room an added sense of privacy. Everywhere my eyes fell, there was beauty and richness, yet it was not merely a chamber to sleep in, but a sanctuary of quiet dignity.
"Are you serious?" I laughed, my voice breaking with disbelief as I turned slowly in the middle of the room. "This is... this is all for me?"
Rowan stepped closer, his tone warm and steady. "Every piece was chosen with care, Belinda. We wanted it to feel warm, safe, and beautiful, just like you deserve."
I blinked hard, feeling a sting in my eyes. The gold on the walls seemed to shimmer brighter as my tears built up. "I don’t even know what to say." My voice shook with emotion.
"Say you’ll use it," Kael interrupted, his grin wide and playful. He walked over to the bed, patting the soft coverlet with both hands. "Come on, try it. I want to see your face when you sit on it."
I let out a short laugh, almost a giggle, and hurried to him. The mattress seemed to pull me in the moment I touched it. My body sank into the softness, and a sigh escaped my lips before I even realized it. "Oh wow..." I whispered, lying back and stretching my arms wide as if I could claim every inch. The bed swallowed me up, like it was made just for me. "I could live here forever."
Kael laughed, pleased with himself, while Rowan leaned against the wall with his arms folded, his gaze softer as he stared at me. He wasn’t looking at the room anymore. He was looking at me.
"That’s the point," Rowan said quietly, almost as if the words were only for me. "We want you comfortable. This is your space now."
I turned my head to look at him.
I swallowed, my throat tightening with emotion. "You have no idea how much this means to me."
"We might," Rowan said quietly. "Seeing you happy... that’s enough."
I sat up again, my eyes darting around the room, eager to take in every detail. "Can I... can I see everything? I don’t want to miss a single corner."
"Of course," Kael said, rising quickly. "Come on, we’ll show you."
He led me to the far side, where a door opened into a private bathroom. The moment I stepped in, I gasped again. The bathroom was so big. Marble floors shone under the light, and a wide bathtub sat in the center, surrounded by candles waiting to be lit. A shower with glass walls stood to the side, and the counters were lined with neatly arranged towels and little bottles of soaps and oils.
"It’s so beautiful..." I whispered, running my fingers along the marble counter.
Rowan’s voice was warm behind me. "It’s all yours. No one else. Whenever you need time for yourself, this is where you can retreat."
I turned to face him, smiling. "You thought of everything."
"We tried," he said simply.
Back in the bedroom, I spotted another door. "What’s in here?"
"Go look," Kael urged.
I pushed it open and nearly screamed with delight. "A closet? No, this isn’t a closet. This is... this is a room!"
It really was. The space stretched wide, with rows of empty racks and shelves waiting for clothes and shoes. A soft bench sat in the middle, like in a fancy boutique.
I spun around, laughing. "I’m sure all my clothes will fit in perfectly!"