The masquerade party was held in some secluded mansion, so the individual rooms were basically just regular rooms in the house that people could use.
In my case, I stepped into a rather spacious room. Despite the large king-sized bed taking up most of the space, there were still two chairs and a small table in the left corner, clearly meant for drinking wine.
To the right, there was an extravagant vase that I couldn't exactly call beautiful, but it was probably very expensive.
"Thank you for getting me out of there," the girl said, surprising me a little.
"Are you sure you want to thank me already? I might be a terrible person. After all, I just brought you into a room with a giant bed, completely alone, and even told you to take off your mask," I replied, half-joking.
But I couldn't help but be surprised at how easily she trusted me. Maybe, just like I had recognized her, she had recognized me too?
