Syndicate Head
The Velmora Estate
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Music drifted through the estate in layered waves, something smooth and rhythmic with a faint, pulsing bass. The halls were lit in warm golds and soft ambers, light cast from recessed fixtures and low-hanging chandeliers of cut glass. Polished stone floors reflected it in muted gleams. In the main hall, where the party had gathered, constellation motifs were inlaid across the walls and ceilings in fine gold, with tiny embedded lights set into the designs to mimic stars.
Guests moved in clusters, some with glasses of various liquors in hand. Some laughed too loudly, others watched more than they spoke. Traders, socialites, minor officials, criminals, and the quietly ambitious all mingled together, each carrying their own assumptions about the woman hosting the party. Most did not know her as Darth Mortyra. To them, she was Meya, the businesswoman. Someone who had risen from nothing, now wealthy and influential in the right circles.
Despite her carefully curated image, few believed it entirely. Rumors of illicit dealings, of people going missing after crossing her, even of her being a witch, were whispered among the guests.
Mortyra could only conceal so much of what she was, and she wasn’t particularly concerned with the whispers. This second life existed to grant her greater freedom of movement, and she did not need to present a spotless image for it to serve its purpose. Few who were willing to attend her gatherings were clean themselves.
Her black lacquered heels clicked against the stairs as she made her way down a winding stairwell. The black dress she wore was tailored to her body and seemed to drink in the light, its surface broken only by delicate gold threading that formed constellations across the fabric.
Her hair was styled in a precise, flawless updo. Fine gold chains were woven through it, resting against her hair’s dark strands. Rings sat on each of her fingers, each set with a different gem. Nothing about her appearance was excessive, yet every detail was deliberate. Controlled. Refined. She did not stand out by accident.
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