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Antigone Grace Winchester - Princess of Troy (antigone_grace) wrote in utr_logs,

Her room. A smile as a memory came over her. "It was around this way."

Picking her way carefully over the rocks and finding a staircase or three fairly intact led her down to the beach. It didn't take long for her to find a crocus plant that had grown much larger over the time she'd been gone. Bending down she felt tears come and she wiped them away as she petted the plant and then stood.

"Up there." She pointed to an area that was empty. "It's there, on the highest level. There was a balcony that wrapped around the edge. It overlooked this beach. I had a bed that was... well, very large. A vanity made of marble that kept everything that I've ever treasured. It's all in my London home. The treasures, not the vanity. A closet that kept clothes for months. And my bathroom, a sitting room, a side room for my personal maid..." As she drifted off, she smiled up at Sam. "It was a big suite."

Looking down at the plant. "My father planted this in celebration of my birth."