Cassandra House
She lay upon the padded reclining seat, seemingly asleep. Her eyes are closed, and she breathes very slowly. She might even be dreaming, for her eyes seem to move under her lids. Upon her brow lies a diadem sparkling with crystals of varying types and colors, almost as if lit from within.
Nearby, a young girl child tends several braziers, keeping the small stone room warm for her mistress. Now and then, as the waterclock indicates, she tosses a mixture of herbs into the brazier closest to the reclining woman, causing a sweet musky scent to fill the air.
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