There had been a letter addressed to the Daeva regarding covenant business. The Seneschal's office was dark and full of reds and blacks. There were a few ornamental things, but nothing outrageous, not as one would think.
Vivian wore a suit with a bit of flare. It was a meeting after all, and she wasn't trying to impress the man with her looks, for the most part. If she was to impress anyone, it would be Rebecca.
The Daeva had paperwork, and other bookkeeping ready on the table behind her desk. A second chair was on her side of the desk so that Rebecca could sit by her. Across from her, a seat for the Mr. Exlibrist.