Brushing off Elly's comment, Liam took a moment to collect himself before following her. They soon arrived at a well-appointed office where Selene sat behind a polished desk.
The room was tastefully decorated, with dark wood panels and a few pieces of abstract art adorning the walls.
A soft, ambient light illuminated the room, creating a warm and welcoming atmosphere.
Upon Liam's entrance, Selene swiftly rose from her leather chair, her face lighting up with a warm smile.
They exchanged firm handshakes, and her gaze briefly shifted between Liam and Elly with a hint of curiosity.
"And who might this be?" she inquired, nodding slightly towards Elly.
Elly, unperturbed, responded with a polite smile, "I'm merely his attendant. Please, pay me no mind."
Liam, redirecting the conversation, inquired, "How are the slaves faring?"
