Scents of all kinds assaulted the girls' noses, instantly forcing them to relax. A thick mist hung about the entire room. Several pools of water of various shapes and sizes filled the room, many of them occupied by women soaking comfortably in the warm water.
"What's this supposed to be?" Honour asked, staring between the ladies and the luxurious pools of rejuvenating water. 'They don't really expect us to wash off in here, do they?'
"Well, I take it that the three of you are with the royal family even though none of you has the eyes to prove it. Don't worry. We don't judge anyone by their ranks here.
The prince won't be making it to the Grand Arena soon. Knowing Martha, she is going to use this chance to return the greatest relaxation spas known this side of the Great Arena," Delila spoke proudly.