Elysia when not busy with official Courts and business was relatively quiet. Well, except the club music upstairs, but one learns to turn that out after so many years.
And this would be where one would find Alessandra if they were so inclined. Sitting at one of the tables, soft classical music coming from a cell phone on the table. Which also included some folders of sheet music, some blank, some partially written on, as well as an old book.
Currently the book was open in one of the Savages inked hands as she was reading. Her outfit was more casual then usual for Elysia. But she figured she could wear whatever the hell she wanted. So tonight, it was an oversized sweater with cutouts exposing the ink on her arms and a pair of black pants.