Chapter 134. Cold Chill

Aakifahlynn's heart raced as she stepped forward, her body pushing through the door as if it were a mere illusion, a discovery that left her momentarily stunned.

On the inside, she saw that it was her room, and Demarion was talking to someone.

On closer inspection, she realized she could not be seen, so she inched closer only to see herself standing there rummaging through her closet, looking for something.

'Oh Goddess, she'd been in this room before. No wonder she thought it strange that everything was to her liking when she first arrived, down to that royal purple paint on the wall.' 1805 Aakifahlynn thought.

"Oh, honey, we have the carnival to attend... and the dinner with the elites right after..." She strolled out of the closet with a beautiful green gown in hand, saying, "Don't think you can escape the carnival. I would love to have you by my side... After all, 70% of the stalls that are there are from the Stygian," 1405 Aakifahlynn paused then added