Not that it bothered Aurora; she rarely donned cosmetics, especially when acting as a ship’s captain. Although appearing before a king and queen I would have preferred to look a little better.
The sound of running water caught her attention, and she wandered through into the next room. It was a bathroom, but one the likes of which she’d never seen.
Hot water poured like a waterfall from the stone wall into a large, sunken bath, the size of which Aurora was certain could have comfortably taken three or four people. At the opposite end of the pool, the excess water poured through a grill, ensuring it never over-filled. There were towels and flannels, and what Aurora took to be soap. She picked it up and sniffed it cautiously before she peeled off her jacket.