Bab 458: Too Petty

On the contrary, Rosalind's bathroom was a serene sanctuary, a haven of relaxation and rejuvenation. Soft, warm lighting illuminated the space, casting a gentle glow upon the elegant fixtures and furnishings.

As Rosalind reclined in the tub, steam gracefully rose from the water, enveloping the room in a misty embrace. The air was delicately scented with the fragrance of aromatic oils, infusing the space with a soothing aroma that eased her senses.

Candles flickered around the edges of the room, their gentle glow casting dancing shadows upon the walls. The soft illumination created a tranquil ambiance, enhancing the serene atmosphere of the space. The warm, golden light reflected off the gleaming surfaces, lending an ethereal touch to the surroundings.

Finally, she found herself alone, the weight of the days melting away as she prepared to unwind. The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of candlelight casting a romantic ambiance that set her at ease.