Chapter 57 - Chapter 57

When Silvia stepped into the room, a woman who looked no older, perhaps even younger than her, sat regally in an exquisite chair that seemed almost throne-like in its craftsmanship. The chair's intricate carvings and rich velvet upholstery bespoke wealth and power, perfectly complementing the imposing figure seated upon it. If an outsider were to see the two together, they might easily mistake them for sisters, a notion that would amuse and frustrate Silvia in equal measure. In truth, they were mother and daughter, though the years and their shared lineage belied the stark differences between them.