75 Even a grave robber needs to heed a plundering moral code

Natha's private quarter consisted of two levels.

The large bedroom that felt like it could be used for playing ball was on the second level, along with a dressing room that might as well be a clothing store, and the bath chamber with a tub that I could use for swimming.

If Natha's private floor in the Lair felt like a luxury apartment, this one felt like a penthouse.

Even with how large everything was on the second level, the first level was twice that. There was the big foyer, the reception room, the wide living room that could be used to dine, the study with my own little reading corner, a pantry that felt more like a wine storage, and last but not least; the collection room.

Forgive me—rooms.

I hadn't gone inside exactly, but I took a peek yesterday, when Natha brought me there to register my mana wave. The entrance was only one, but there were several chambers inside, probably to contain different types of treasures.