"I was five, my mother was into Louis XV. It wasn’t my call, Caitlin." Tony argued back. Actually, he rather liked his canopy bed until the vampires visited. His mother would have given him a new bed if he asked for it, even if it didn’t match the rest of the furniture, but he liked how he could close the drapes and it’d be his little space. No nanny house elf, no parent or cousin to bug him.