so there i stood , brushing my hair with the silver-handled brush cora had left behind , the scent of gardenia in my nose , the lamps and candles flickering behind me in tor 's bedroom ( which was awesome too , decorated in royal blue , silver , black and charcoal gray , it had a mammoth , curtained four-poster sitting smack in the middle of the colossal room , handsome dark-wood furniture , comfortable looking , plush sofas and chairs scattered around , gleaming ivory marbled floors that were made less cold by thick , intricately woven rugs littering them and warm blue-painted walls ) and i stared at the view .