Chapter 544 - The Merchants and New Toys (1)

Mikhailis lounged deeper into the velvet cushions, letting the glow from the silver lamps paint soft highlights along the edges of his jaw. The private lounge never failed to impress: walls lined in deep plum silk, small framed mirrors catching the light, and an unobtrusive harp melody drifting in from somewhere overhead. He caught a faint flutter of rose-scented air every time the nearby ventilation rune exhaled, mingling with the warmth of fresh tea that rested on a side table.