The high altitude glass conservatory was completely enveloped in the profound, velvet darkness of the terrestrial night. The sprawling, beautifully cultivated indoor jungle that Boss Solis had built entirely by hand was absolutely thriving. The heavy, intoxicating fragrance of the blooming night orchids saturated the warm, humid air. Above them, the reinforced transparent dome offered a flawless, unobstructed view of the infinite, starlit sky. The neon glow of Green City was completely muted by the thick canopy of foliage, creating an absolute, unbreakable illusion that they were the only two living beings in the entire universe.
Boss Solis and Prince Noir sat intimately close upon the plush velvet chaise lounge at the exact centre of the conservatory.
