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Belial's bedroom is very large, decadent, and red. Warm, muted lighting reflects off dark red walls and red curtains surrounding his huge four-poster bed - with red silk sheets, of course, and lots of pillows and cushions with elaborate brocade covers. Leaning on a wall near the bed is an ornate, bronze-framed full-length mirror. Most of the furniture looks antique, and the faint scents of incense and sandalwood and rosewater are in the air.
Near the foot of the bed is an equally decadent red couch with similar cushions, and there are a few mahogany display tables for his vases, statuettes and other ornaments. Close to his bed, covered by heavy, dark red curtains, is a pair of French windows leading to a large balcony housing a lush garden.
The rug is soft enough for your toes to sink into, and the sheets are very comfortable.
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