As she watched Tika walk away, Belicia scowled. She then turned around and knocked softly on the door.
''Young master, I'm here. ''
''Come inside. '' Soon after, a wheezy voice was heard.
Belicia cautiously opened the door and stepped inside the room, which was much darker than the hallway. As soon as she walked into the room, she was hit with a pungent smell that made her nose burn and her skin start to tingle.
The room was large and impressive, with cream-colored walls and intricate moldings. In one corner, there was an unlit fireplace framed by a marble mantle, and in the center of the room sat a large wooden desk covered in paperwork. Richness and power pervaded the atmosphere.
''Young master. '' Belicia approached the man seated behind the desk and bowed down to greet him right away.
