Asa descended the stairs into the depths of Avalon.
Although many nights had passed since he had last done so, the journey was nearly muscle memory and he could have ventured through it with his eyes closed. The return of Ishani and his own return to the Ordo Dracul had offered welcome distractions to the Elysium. A dark suit covered a white dress shirt with purple pinstripes as fine as a spider's silk, complementing the purple tie and pocket square.
Eventually his footfalls stopped in front of the Seneschal's office, and he knocked.