Family, War, and Secrets
The great salon of Nova's mansion was nothing less than magnificent.
Drenched in green shadings of softness and ivory white, the room exuded an elegant warmth—peaceful, calm, and imbued with a soft nobility that was reminiscent of its mistress. Emerald velvet drapes flowed from floor to ceiling, framing high arched windows that towered like silent sentinels. Silver moonlight filtered through the glass, slipping in like a liquid river, to form soft ribbons of light across the floor. Above, a chandelier fashioned from silver vines and glinting crystal droplets hung at the center of the room, sprinkling a tender constellation across the highly polished marble walls.
