Scheherazade was in your room, your chambers, a large, quite spacious space, full of antique, rich decorations and furniture from various places.

Your entire castle floated above the story worlds of the Arabian Nights.

Scheherazade had been a great help in battle, even without fighting directly, she was lying in your bed.

"My king, you are back, welcome, I have taken care of the castle and that everything is well. There are more and more rooms."

She said with a soft smile, but with a tone somewhere between tired and worried. On his lap was one of his books, this one was like a big golden grimoire.

Her books, her collection of stories had evolved, since she was with you and she has been able to expand her limits.