The main manor of the Stavenger family stood at the heart of their territory in Skycity. Nothing was left to chance. The corridors were wide, silent, lit by discreet wall sconces. The architecture favored efficiency over ostentation. Every room had a precise function, designed to serve the strategy and influence of the faction.
In the inner salon reserved for private meetings, a large black-and-white marble chessboard occupied the center. The finely carved pieces bore the ancient emblem of the Stavenger family. The air was calm and cold, just like the resident of these premises.
Helia von Stavenger sat on one side of the table.
She wore an entirely black outfit in shiny leather, tight and glossy, that clung closely to her generous curves. Her voluminous and prominent breasts strained the buttoned fabric, highlighting her full and firm shapes.
