And now I felt a gentle push on my lower back, and a tug on my hand

And now I felt a gentle push on my lower back, and a tug on my hand, as if the room itself was inviting me in. "Nope, meus sapatos..." started, but the push and pull became firmer and I found myself clumsily crossing the threshold, no veludo carmesim bordado. The furniture was as grand as the room itself., esculpido, golden and polished until it shined in the sunlight that came through the windows. Havia uma cama enorme sobre um estrado, dossel em ouro com uma colcha branca transparente; a maior penteadeira que eu poderia imaginar, covered with brushes and combs and cut glass bottles of perfumes and cosmetics; a desk so elegant I could barely imagine sitting at it; and rich golden velvet sofas and chairs spread throughout the room, para que eu pudesse sentar em quase qualquer lugar se tivesse vontade de repente. Eu dei outro passo para dentro da sala, my eyes wandering from the beautiful walls to the magnificent furniture and to the high ceiling with hanging crystal chandeliers - the room was so big it needed five of them.