Nadia's gloved hands skillfully pulled out the gigantic hat on her head, and dropped it on the nearest flat surface, which happened to be a glass table.
Taking a step back, she stood in the center of the opulent mansion, and waited for her host.
As she waited, she couldn't help but draw comparisons.
Kolasi was mostly dark, except the rare times it was dimly lit.
However, this mansion was illuminated like the heavens.
If one listened closely, they could even hear jingling sounds - like they were secret heavenly bodies ministering.
A design meant to alleviate the guilt of its owner.
After all, it only took the idea of genuine repentance to be assured a restful soul in the afterlife.
"What should I say? Happy birthday in advance?"
She heard a voice behind her, and her hands stilled inside of her gloves.
"It has been what? Ten years?" She asked, but remained backing him.