[ It reminds her of the Darkling's memories, of his domain within the palace... And yet it is so very different from the Godking's palace. His ziggurat had been constructed for comfort in a wasteland, however. Its upper level had been a series of rotunda, onion domes above, perched upon thick columns. It was all open air, where the 'court' lay about starving or dead on tattered blankets and pillows. Below was much of the palace, almost all of it converted to dungeons and torture chambers...
She has gotten used to furniture, to the basic comforts of civility, although she has yet to forget where she came from. She caresses the upholstery of the couch before she sinks down onto it. ]
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[ It reminds her of the Darkling's memories, of his domain within the palace... And yet it is so very different from the Godking's palace. His ziggurat had been constructed for comfort in a wasteland, however. Its upper level had been a series of rotunda, onion domes above, perched upon thick columns. It was all open air, where the 'court' lay about starving or dead on tattered blankets and pillows. Below was much of the palace, almost all of it converted to dungeons and torture chambers...
She has gotten used to furniture, to the basic comforts of civility, although she has yet to forget where she came from. She caresses the upholstery of the couch before she sinks down onto it. ]
It suits you.