<div align="center">The interior of the room was indeed lavish, a large portrait dominating the wall over the fireplace – And should Thomas look close enough, he’d find the ornately dressed male within it was a dead ringer for his own image. The male was dressed in robes, a golden-jeweled crown upon his head, giving no doubt as to whom he was; he was the king of this palace.<br/><br/>The creature laying on the bed stirred as Thomas pulled it back, Eden laying upon the velvet bedcovers, her body draped in a blood red silk dress that seemed to cling to her curves, leaving nothing to the imagination. Her smile was beckoning, a hand outstretched to Thomas.<br/><br/>“Welcome back, my king.” Eden purred, beckoning him forth with a curling finger. Her inky hair fell in front of her shoulders, framing those two perfect breasts, nipples taut underneath that silken veil. “I’ve been waiting for you.” She continued, watching him from beneath a veil of dark lashes.</div>