The sun pushed its way over the horizon, painting the sky in streaks of gold and pink.
I wrapped my hands around a steaming cup of hot cocoa, letting its sweet, rich aroma mingle with the cool morning air that nipped at my cheeks.
First sip slid down smooth, warming more than just my hands, and I sank deeper into the balcony chair, letting the cushions hug me
'What a great view.'
The mountains stretched endlessly, their peaks lost in early morning mist, a scene people paid a fortune to chase in magazines.
It made me realize just how beautiful the modern world really was. Compared to that ancient hellhole, this place was paradise.
About ten minutes later, the others started to wake up.
From the kitchen came the warm aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon, mingling with the faint sweetness of toasted bread.
The maids moved briskly, carrying plates piled high with eggs, fruit, and steaming bowls of porridge.
