five; locked to gottimedout
[This isn't the first time Sakuya's been spirited out of her bed and to somewhere else. But this would be the first time she's done so in anything like this. She flushes when she sees herself in the mirror, running a hand down the fabric, smoothing it out.
It's then that she looks around the room. For half a second, she's reminded of the Mansion - the colors of the walls, the bedding. She notices a pair of champagne flutes and a bottle on ice, a stocked mini-bar...and then she blushes bright red.]
What is this place...?
[Not that she doesn't have some inkling, of course. This wouldn't be the first time they'd done that, but it would be the first time in a place like this...assuming they couldn't go home until they had.