Sawyer gently caressed Jasmine back as she relaxed in his arms. He looked around the room. It was more than a surprising to see the castle in such pristine. Not one room a thing out of place. No dust bunnies, spider webbing, or decade had taken a hold anywhere in the castle. Even though the palace had not been live in for centuries. He wondered if the place hadn’t had some kind of spell on it. Jasmine seem to be just as surprise to see that her birth home was in this condition. Not that either was complaining.<br/><br/>“It’s quite beautiful and it suits you.” The suite was not overly feminine with dark hard wood furniture was throughout the room. White and purple accents were in the tapestries and bedding. Double doors across the room suggested balcony behind them. His brow knitted a bit when she said that she had asked for her own suite and that she never had Edmond in here. He had thought that there may have had a time that their marriage had been good. Until the ass had become crazy and killed her parents. But apparently that wasn’t the case.<br/><br/>“ I remember that. I figured that they cleaned or restored some of the rooms for the documentary, but the looks like someone place it under some kind of spell, keep your home the way you left it.” Sawyer’s voice was filled with bafflement. He watch her go the mantle, wondering what caught her eye. He rose quickly from the couch and crossed to her.Taking the picture form her. His eyes went wide as he saw the photo of them on the Farris Wheel. They look so happy together there. His eyes went winder when he read the back.<br/><br/>“ I guess it does. But who would do this? Protect home and you? Not that Im complaining. Just curious.” All this was a little overwhelming for him. The way the castle had been kept pristine and the reissuances that she would be safe from her home from an unknown person. Not that he minded that she was protected here in her home. He just wanted to know why and by whom.