34. restless thoughts
Despite her earlier tiredness when she had left the dinning room, in the face of everything that had happened, Netayah wouldn't be able to sleep. Her thoughts were going a million miles an hour, thinking of about what had transpired between them during dinner, then the walk to her new chambers. Even if she did take it upon herself to climb into bed, Netayah had no doubt she'd spend the night tossing and turning, unable to get comfortable. She decided not to even try. Not yet anyways.
Instead she found herself inspecting the new bedroom she'd been brought to, which the men had assured her was her own personal room. No, room wasn't a good enough description for it when she finally noticed her surroundings, not even a suit could properly classify it. It was enormous. The door lead straight into a living room area that was large enough to fit the entire first floor of Lucy's house inside of, maybe even twice. Directly in the center of the area was a giant L shaped couch of blue leather, though across from it was another one of the identical kind. Sitting between the two couches was a large coffee table with claw footed legs that was of pure gold and a glass table top. End tables on either end of the couches.
Off to one side of the living room was the largest television she'd ever seen in her life, the damned thing practically took up the entire wall. It was sitting in the opening of an entertainment stand of pure oak, that had a state of the art surround sound and stereo added to it. On either side of the living room were shelves taller than she could ever reach, though there were a few little knickknacks a female might like. The entire floor was covered in the softest shag carpet she'd ever felt, that was a mix of the tribes colors, that she had no doubt she'd love running her toes through. Chucking off the shoes that Anya had brought for her to wear for the evening she padded around the living room barefoot, inspecting every inch of the room.
Upon spying a room off to the side of the tv she brought the door opened to realize that it was a room that had been converted into a private study. Entering the room Netayah saw that despite most of it was pretty bare, off to the corner of the room was a L shaped desk, where a computer chair sat. A couple of empty shelves sat along the walls, clearly available should she feel the desire to use the room, then a few paintings hung on the wall. There was a little bathroom off of the room.
Stepping back out of the study Netayah continued her inspection of the suit of apartments made available for her, awestruck by everything she saw. Off to the other side of the living room there was another sitting room, as if the couches in the living room wasn't enough room. Yeah, for all those raves she'd be throwing. That received a little laugh. She then walked up the four steps that lead to the back of the apartment that lead down the hall where there were three other rooms. These rooms were completely bare save for the carpet and a couple expensive paintings on the wall, leaving her a little confused to their purpose.
Back out in the living room she ascended the spiral staircase directly between the two sitting areas, realizing there was a second story. Damn, how big was this place? Already from what she'd seen of it the place was enormous, far larger than the entire expanse of Lucy's entire estate, but still there was more to see. The staircase lead into a balcony as she moved to the railing saw that it overlooked the entire main floor, where chairs and a sofa sat.
Netayah then moved on down the hallway, finally moving towards the bedroom on the fall end of the hall, her eyes bugged at the sockets at the sight. Holy fuck. Turned out the door she opened this time lead straight into the master bathroom, though the room looked more like a bathing house. Literally. Directly in the center of the room in the floor there was a square bath in the middle of the floor, that had fountain spouts that lead into it. Then off to the side of the room was a large shower area, where three shower heads came from three walls, increasing the intensity of the spray. There was a door off to the side that lead into another part of the bathroom where the toilet could be found, as if providing solitary while using it.
Backing out of the doorway she crossed the floor to the other side, where opposite of the shower stall there was another door leading to a second room. Her surprise increased a thousand fold when she realized that in the center of the room was an enormous jacuzzi, then across from it was a walk in sauna. The twins were definitely all about enjoying all the amenities that life had to offer, as her bathroom looked more like a hotel resort than a bathroom.
Stepping out of the bathroom she continued on down the hall, to discover there was a door that lead into another private study, though this one more luxurious. Finally she reached the door on the far end of the hallway, that opened up straight into the master bedroom, there was no words to explain her shock. Netayah literally stood in the center of the room glancing in every which direction, stunned shock by everything around her. The bedroom was nearly the size of the entire downstairs of the apartment, where along the walls were mahogany clawed dressers, then a vanity. There were even more shelves up there too, just like the living room most of them were bare, as if it was meant for her to fill them up.
Though sitting on the top of one of them she couldn't miss the goblets that sat there, moving closer she realized they were ceremonial goblets, baring the Blue Diamond crest. Astonished to realize that these were in fact the ancestral goblets passed down from generation to generation, that were placed in her room. It seemed that the both of them wanted her to have this piece of their family history, their way of showing her importance in their life.
On either side of the bedroom were double wide doors, bringing them open they lead into enormous walk in closets big enough to be bedrooms. While the one to the left had two rows of bars, where clothes were expected to be hung up, though only a few garments were there. On the other one was a shoe wracks along the length of one whole wall, to the other side were cabinets that didn't seem able to be opened. Though she was curious what was the purpose of these cabinets could be, when she wasn't able to open them, she elected to focus on that later.
Back in the main bedroom she moved to the three steps that lead up into a platform where a gigantic princess canopy bed could be seen. Opening up the drapes that covered the entire expanse of it, she bore witness to the bed and the lavish comforter covering the bed. Though along the foot of the bed was another blanket, this one bore the crest of the blue diamond, then the insignia of both the twins on either side. Sitting on the end tables that were spotted on either side of the bed she could not miss the gold picture frames, each one consisting a picture of the twins.
Plopping down on the edge of the mattress as she was confronted by the suit of apartments presented to her tonight, too shocked to react. The bedroom alone was fit for a queen, that was to be expected one of nobility or royalty, never having imagined she'd stay a place so grand. Who would have thought that she, a mere servant child turned rogue, an abomination to society, would have such grand living arrangements? Then again who in their right mind would ever have imagined that she—the child that no one wanted—would end up being mated to the alpha of Blue Diamond?
Though if the men were to be believed it wasn't merely the one that she was mated to, the goddess had sealed her to the both of them. It'd definitely blown her mind. The most sought after alphas in existence, controller of an exceedingly productive and wealthy pack, had been bound as her soulmate. It was a position any female would be envious of her about. Growing up Netayah had often heard about the great Alpha Twins, as they seemed to be what people talked about a lot over the ensuing years. Her sister Serina had been completely bonkers about them since she was sixteen year old, that was eventually joined in by Helena a few years back.
The both of them were totally envious of the thought of the wowomen—or in her case woman—that was destined to become their mate. There had even been talk of presenting their suit to the council, in the hopes of being picked should the twins elect to choose their own mate. Her parents were keen on the thought of one of their daughters being accepted as a chosen mate to an alpha, knowing the advancement of their lives should they be chosen. They weren't the only ones either. For years parents of unmated females had been presenting their suits to the twins, in the hopes their daughters would be the lucky ones.
A sneaky grin curved up the corner of her lips at the thoughts that filtered through her mind, at the reaction her family was surely to feel. Netayah had to fight back the laughter that threatened to erupt from her lips, nearing bursting at the seems at the mental image that popped into her head. Having no doubt the shock all of them would feel, that would soon be followed by the outrage, at the one chosen to be their mate. That it had been little old her, the child that'd been banished for her failure, the one rejected and unwanted by her family, mated to the twins. That she was the true and future Luna of Blue Diamond.
Pushing back those thoughts before they had the chance to distract her, smothering yet another yawn, Netayah saw that it was nearly two in the morning. Clearly she'd taken longer at inspecting the apartment than she'd originally thought, as it had been around eleven when she was shown to the room. Knowing she needed to at least try to get some sleep during the night, which she would need if she was expected to get through the day tomorrow. With that thought at the front of her mind she moved to the closet, skimming through the clothes hanging up, that were sleeping garments. Finding some that consisted of a top and shorts, made of the purest blue silk she'd ever seen, she quickly changed into the sleepwear she chosen.
The top of the night outfit was a little spaghetti strap top, that hugged against her curves and the shorts thankfully went to her mid thigh. Sighing pleasure at the feel of the soft material against her skin, coming to see she really liked the fabric against her skin, Netayah scrambled into bed.