Several days had passed since the wild and thoroughly enjoyable shopping spree in Zenith District. After that exhausting yet laughter-filled day when they nearly bought out the entire elite shopping street, Zhaoyue stubbornly refused to let Sylvia return to the Penthouse Suite at the Grand Elysium Hotel. Although the hotel's facilities were extraordinary complete with natural hot springs scented with magical lavender and beds layered in cloud silk the First Princess insisted that a true friend should not stay in a hotel when she possessed such a vast and empty private palace.
