Chapter 6: Temptations and More Surprises
I'm positive I resembled a fish. My jaw hung slack, practically hitting my chest as I took in the lush paradise that lay before me. Only one word could describe it. Immaculate.
The room was huge, with long walls and raised ceilings, painted a deep red, a color that practically screamed "look at me." On one wall a raised marble bench held Thor's trophies from battles and Asgardian competitions. Mjolnir gleamed proudly above all. Plush gold chairs surrounded a marble table and on the opposite wall a matching gold dresser stood by another door, which I assumed was the bathroom. The carpet was a light cream and I groaned at how soft it felt, even through my shoes. It reminded me how exhausted I really was, and I would've liked nothing more than to lay down right there and sleep forever. My eyes wandered to the biggest item in the room. The bed. It occupied the middle of the room, the red silk covers flowing down the sides like a waterfall. Six gold pillows leaned against the intricately cut headboard, as if resting there. I wished I could've done the same. I was mentally and physically drained from my encounter with Loki and I longingly stared at the most likely feather stuffed, mattress.
"Maybe if I sit on it just for a minute- No! My inner thoughts cut off. Are you crazy? Thinking thoughts like this will get you the death penalty. What if Thor or anybody else walks in, and sees you cuddling with the pillows? Do you really need any more problems?! The logical part of me screamed.
I took a moment to weigh the risks of my actions then reluctantly tore my eyes away from the tempting mass of softness. I looked around for another moment, taking in the pure luxury and beauty of the room. A ping of homesickness washed over me. I shook my head, quickly, in annoyance. No, I refuse to think of my past. I chanted to myself. I've spent too long trying to get past it.
Finding no other stools or tables, besides the marble one, I set the tray down gently, so I wouldn't scratch the material. My arms screamed in relief when the burden was lifted. I took the top off of the dish and set it down on the table. My stomach growled automatically as the scent of the deliciously prepared food hit my nostrils. I clutched my stomach trying to relieve the emptiness inside. Like all things made for royals, it was magnificent.
Thick slices of ham dominated most of the platter, along with a heap of scrambled eggs, sliced potatoes cooked with onion and peppers, and a bushel of big green grapes. The tantalizing smell teased my taste buds, and I could feel the drool forming on the corner of my mouth.
Maybe just one grape. I thought reaching for the plump fruit. For once, my conscious was silent, leaving me to my own accords. I glanced at the door, my hand in mid- reach. A sense of déjà-vu over took me; it was like my moment with Loki earlier. I smiled faintly, before turning my head back to the food, and snatched up a grape. I shoved it in my mouth quickly, and bit down into the luscious fruit. The juice exploded in my mouth, as I chewed it slowly, savoring the food. I closed my eyes, finishing it. "That was absolutely ama- Before I could finish my sentence the bathroom door burst open. My eyes snapped open and I jumped back, hitting my side on the hard table.
Steam rose through the open door, making the room warmer. I wiped my forehead, the heat automatically having an effect on me. I squinted through the fog trying who was coming out.
Hey guys! Again I apologize for the late update, but final exams are coming up and I had to study. Also I had a lot of drawing to do. Any guesses on the mystery person in the bathroom? I'm positive you guys will figure it out. So, I want to give thanks to Dark Empress v and Doctors Companion for their wonderful reviews. They really inspired me. Please read and review. Bumblewolf out!