Chapter 94 – Meadow Wealth [2]
"What was so urgent that the famous Last Born of the Desdemona couldn't wait a few more days?" Meadow said, sitting on a couch worth more than ten times the yearly expenses of a commoner household.
Cassius looked around him in genuine awe — not faked, not performed, but real, because the sight surrounding him was simply that inspiring.
He found himself in an oval-shaped room, coloured black, with paintings of a pink river covering the walls, spirits floating atop it and magical creatures gathered along its banks.
At the centre of the room stood two luxurious black couches facing each other, resting atop a pink carpet, with a table made from the bones of a Mirror Path Ravager between them.
The room was well lit, a light shaped like the W of Wealth hanging overhead, spreading a soft glow perfectly suited to any pair of eyes.
