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, 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, 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.
The wall behind the seating area had a new painting on display, called A Witches Sabbath. Which had only recently arrived.
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.
Behind the desk sat Ale, Cain ever present at her side, head on his paws. Appearing to rest, but his ears gave away how aware he still was, always listening. She had some files open, ready to go over with Jacque when he arrived.
The Prince was in her usual black. This time a long sleeve blouse with a frilly collar. Her lips blood red.
Killian Jacque