5
Callia’s POV
The walls was brightend with light as I stepped inside. It looked soft and glowed iridescent like the inside of an oyster. The air had a pleasant scent I couldn’t name: salt and honey and something floral that lingered just at the back of my tongue. The floor felt warm against my bare feet, it was smooth like polished coral.
This was no ordinary chamber. It felt like it was alive.
Thalor followed behind me, without saying a word. I didn’t need to see him to know he was watching. His gaze crawled across my bare back, making my skin tighten, my n*****s pebbling even before he’d laid a single hand on me.
“This is the Pearl Chamber,” he said, his voice sounding deeper than I remembered. “Everything inside obeys me. As do you.”
I turned toward him. “Yes.”
The word left my
