Zlatus looked at his reflection in the mirror one last time, grinned at it and left the room he had taken possession of upon arriving at the Fallen Houses. Not that he would mind staying inside it for the rest of his life. It was, without a doubt, half the size of his house, the bed was twice the size of his parents' bed, it had a private bathroom and there was a walk-in closet full of woman's clothes that he had already started to replace with the clothes Jennah and Jadrek had brought him and others he had exchanged with the girls, who had found their closets full of men's clothes. Most of the others were used to these luxuries but to him, who was used to share a small room with his two brothers, it was pure bliss.