The main residence of House Aurelius was, as ever, opulent but subtle. Everything in and on the building, the flowers, lighting, decorations and portraits—all served to send one message.
Here Power lives.
The master of the House sat in the smaller dining room, used only when it was just family at the table. Lord Jusnian Aurelius had just dropped his spoon on the empty plate when the housekeeper stepped closer.
He raised an eyebrow at her and nodded for her to speak.