The center of the office contained a desk that was a rich dark mahogany. It was large enough for her to work on multiple things, but not too large to overshadow her.
The butterflies were placed here and there, adding her own unique style to the room.
On the desk was the standard items on it, papers, small lamp, a computer. There was also a tall glass dome. Beside the glass dome was another one, this one held the same brightly colored butterflies, but had a darker, sinister twist to it. There was a skull in this one, with the butterflies placed artfully around it. Another skull with butterflies on it was placed on a shelf behind her.
There wasn’t really art on the walls. But there were shadow boxes placed around the room with various colors of pinned butterflies. Some blue, some green and some a mixture.
Maybe not something you would expect from the Savage.
Playing softly from speakers hidden around the room was Beethoven.
On one of the shelves sat two vases, no flowers in them, but they were filled with an ashy substance.
Two chairs sat in front of the desk, new chairs actually. They looked quite comfortable, but the selling point for Ale? They were skulls. There was also a seating area was set in one of the corners. Which had two chairs and a couch around a coffee table. There were lamps on that offered a soft and comfortable glow, nothing too bright. It was in the seating area that the Prince sat.
Beside the Savage laid a rather large Rottweiler, pushing over hundred and twenty pounds. Its body thick with muscle, and hatred burning in its eyes. This was not a dog you approached, this was one you steered clear of and gave respect.
The top desk drawer contained stakes. No way was she replacing chairs again.
The Prince herself sat behind the desk, folders open and typing on the laptop. She was fairly casual, and colorful, in a yellow tank top with black leather pants.
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