Victoria's getaway, away from the order of everyday life at the castle. No one to straighten the room, no steward to put away the ledgers, correspondence, or books.

Here there is no place for everything, ledgers left open on the desk, letters stuffed into cubbyholes to be replied to another time, chaos the way she liked it, except for one item...

The treasure chest, against the northern wall, the items lined up inside to her liking kept under lock and key. Her hidden stash of chocolate, her treasure, her addiction.