Riven awoke to the soft rustle of silk and the faint scent of jasmine. Being treated like Royalty was amazing indeed.
As his eyes fluttered open, he was greeted by the sight of several women attending to him. They had warm tan skin that glowed under the sunlight. Each was adorned with intricate golden jewellery that shimmered with every movement. Their attire was equally luxurious—flowing fabrics of deep crimson and royal blue.
Riven blinked, even the servants were dressed in luxury.
Riven couldn't help but be amused. The extravagance was almost overwhelming. He appreciated beauty in all its forms, and these women were undeniably beautiful. But, he did not swing that way, so all that beauty was wasted on him.
As he sat up, the women moved gracefully around him, adjusting pillows and offering refreshments. It was well and all but where was the main character?
