Soren glanced up, soaking himself in the bath. He was looking around the whole room. When he looked up, he saw a series of star-shaped holes in the stone ceiling, allowing dusty yellow light to seep through the darkness.
Right in the middle of the room, there was a big, steaming geothermal pool that offered some much-needed relief from the heat. Water flowed from the central pond into a narrow channel, and its sound was a hollow, rhythmic echo, replacing the roar of the Mother Tree's possessive roots.
For a Knight Commander who'd been worn down by the complicated stuff of Veridian, this place offered a different kind built on heat and peace. Dark wooden lattices guarded the exit.
The sun was starting to peek through the dark clouds, coming through the see-through roof right above. Soren let out a sigh, he'd been there for thirty minutes, and it was definitely time to head out.
