The pool was glorious and private. It was in a secluded part of the village, not on the outer edge but by a cliff face where a waterfall tumbled over the edge and fed the pool below.
Rohan could not wait to go under the waterfall and feel the water pounding against his sore shoulders. Spicy-scented soaps and soft sponges were set out along with fluffy towels and fine silk wraps that they could wear as they lay on loungers beside the pool.



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