The center of the room 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, bringing her a sense of calm.
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, nor would many expect or know that she pinned them herself. Next to cleaning her guns, it relaxed her.
Playing softly from speakers placed 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, nothing too fancy, but comfortable, and 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, and the Prince herself was looking at a folder. Her clothes were more casual, a brown sheer top paired with black leather pants. Behind her, hanging on her chair was a holster with two large guns secured. The top drawer of the desk was open slightly and contained a few stakes. No more ruining office furniture for her.
The office door was open.
Melissa Elettra Vitale