"My house," he began, "has ten bedrooms and five sitting rooms. I'm sure you've wondered about the third floor of the house." She nodded, always curious about that floor. Still she let it be hoping he would tell her on his own one day.
"There is a sitting room downstairs. Then there are two up here, one by my room which you have seen and one at the other end of the hall. That sitting room is to be yours when you and I are mated."
"I get my own sitting room?" He nodded and decided to explain the logistics of the rooms later.
"Yes. There are two more bedrooms on this floor and the remaining five are on the third floor." She wondered what was wrong with the tenth bedroom when he answered. "The tenth one on this floor has become my office."