Eventually, Shuri stops in front of a door and beams a cheerful grin at Sharon. "Here we are! Nakia has seen to everything for you."
(This is indeed true - including, although Sharon doesn't know it, making sure that her guest suite is conveniently located on the other side of the Citadel from where Everett Ross has stayed in the past and potentially will stay in the future.)
"Rest well," Shuri continues. "We will see you tomorrow." She gives Sharon a wave that is somehow as cheerful as her smile, and heads back down the hallway.
The room is beautifully furnished, warm with wooden furniture and rich with traditional Wakandan hangings on the walls. A large window looks out into darkness, toward the fields and the forested lake in the distance, with a comfortable armchair and side table in front of it, and a reading lamp designed to look like a many-branched tree glowing with a soft golden light beside the chair. The closet stands slightly open, showing that Nakia had the foresight to have a few changes of clothes added for Sharon's benefit.
A glint of light from the side table draws the eye, as something moves very slightly with the shift of air in the room. Folded across the foot of the bed is a soft woolen throw in shades of green, and hanging from a display stand on the side table is a palm-sized piece of glass art with shards of gold and gunmetal gray.
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(This is indeed true - including, although Sharon doesn't know it, making sure that her guest suite is conveniently located on the other side of the Citadel from where Everett Ross has stayed in the past and potentially will stay in the future.)
"Rest well," Shuri continues. "We will see you tomorrow." She gives Sharon a wave that is somehow as cheerful as her smile, and heads back down the hallway.
The room is beautifully furnished, warm with wooden furniture and rich with traditional Wakandan hangings on the walls. A large window looks out into darkness, toward the fields and the forested lake in the distance, with a comfortable armchair and side table in front of it, and a reading lamp designed to look like a many-branched tree glowing with a soft golden light beside the chair. The closet stands slightly open, showing that Nakia had the foresight to have a few changes of clothes added for Sharon's benefit.
A glint of light from the side table draws the eye, as something moves very slightly with the shift of air in the room. Folded across the foot of the bed is a soft woolen throw in shades of green, and hanging from a display stand on the side table is a palm-sized piece of glass art with shards of gold and gunmetal gray.