The interior of the Ubergulden vessel was minimal in the way that genuine power tends to be minimal, stripped of the decorative excess that lesser houses used to communicate their standing because the Ubergulden standing did not require communication.
The walls were pale gold, smooth and unadorned. The floor carried the same quality. The air held a density of concentrated Observable Force.
Noah looked around once.
Space flickered gold ahead of him.
Ubergulden Adelheid materialized first, and before her stood a Gilded One whose presence arrived before his features did, the Observable Force in the room bending toward him with the natural deference of currents acknowledging a significant body. Fair skin, white robes, golden eyes with no pupils.
The Gilded One looked at him with a dangerous smile that carried more edge than warmth, his pupilless eyes moving across Noah's borrowed Dante features.
"My sister truly bonded with a weak Luxuria?"
