Robert stood by the door, watching Emilia's eyes roam through the room curiously.
She couldn't help but wonder if any woman had ever lived there before.
"The room is a bit cold because no one has been there in the past," Robert said, seeming to read her mind.
"His Majesty asked me to prepare this for you. A few comforted for tonight. More would arrive in the morning, like duvets, furnishings, whatever you require."
Emilia nodded.
"Thank you."
She hesitated, turning slightly to ask.
"And… the King?"
Robert bowed.
"His Majesty is most likely in the bath right now. Around this time, he prefers solitude and should not be disturbed. It helped him relax."
"How long does he stay there?"
"Usually an hour, Your Majesty."
Emilia nodded again.
"That's all. You may leave."
Once Robert leaves, she closes the door behind him and rises to her feet. Her eyes flick to the two narrow doors linking her chamber to the King's.
