Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 113

Chapter 113 Anastasia

Inside a room, a blonde haired woman could be seen sleeping on the bed. The room itself exuded opulence in every detail, with each furnishing and decoration a testament to both lavishness and taste.

The walls were adorned with elegant, cream colored damask wallpaper. The curtains, crafted from fine silk, billowed gracefully with the occasional draft coming in to the room.

The woman was sleeping on a huge king size mattress, with a large thick blanket covering her legs to her neck, and an eye mask covering her eyes, but it did little to hide the intense beauty of her face.

On the other side of the bed, signs that someone else had been sleeping there earlier could be seen, with the blanket covering that side of the bed shifted, and the bed still a bit compressed.

The room was completely silent, not even the sound of a clock ticking was audible in the room.

Suddenly, without any warning, Anastasia's eyes flickered open.

The room was bathed in the soft glow of morning light as she stirred from her slumber.

Her first act was to gently remove the eye mask covering her eyes.

With a languid stretch and an indulgent yawn that filled the room, her gaze drifted to the other side of the bed where a particular someone should be sleeping and saw it empty again.

A tinge of sadness tinged her expression seeing this, 'He still can't forgive himself,' she thought.

After a few contemplative moments, Anastasia swung her legs on the side of the bed and stood up.

Her steps were measured as she made her way to the far side of the room. There, a large picture was hung on the wall, a frozen moment captured in time.

Anastasia's eyes met those of a young boy with piercing blue eyes, and a tender smile graced her lips. "I miss you, At," she whispered.

With a final, lingering gaze at the picture, Anastasia entered the bathroom to prepare for the day.

Despite being the lady of Ravenstein's family who ruled over the entire sector 3 and had access to maids who could do everything for her, Anastasia had refused to have maids do mundane things like taking her bath and dressing her.

She believed that as a fully grown human, the least one could do was take care of their own hygiene. As an adult, why would you let someone else bathe you?

After a few minutes, Anastasia finished preparing and dressed in an elegant blue dress that billowed gracefully with each step.

The dress was adorned with intricate embroidery, reminiscent of delicate lacework, creating a mesmerizing tapestry of patterns that enhanced the beauty of the ensemble

She stepped out of the room, immediately seeing Arya, her trusted Ravenblade, on the other side of the door.

With a deep and respectful bow, Arya greeted her lady. "Good morning, my lady."

Anastasia returned the greeting with a warm smile as she began her walk down the lavishly decorated corridor. "Good morning, Arya. How was your night?"