Charlisse entered the captain's cabin, her bare toes sinking into the soft fibers of a Persian rug. Sloane followed close behind. The cabin carried a dark and mysterious atmosphere and smelled of spices and wood. The décor was masculine and austere like its master, yet expressed a taste of nobility, which seemed at odds with its owner. A grand mahogany desk stood to one side, covered with maps and books in disarray. Brass candlesticks, silver trinkets, and a small gold chest filled with glowing pearls also sat haphazardly upon it.
A bookcase made up one wall, filled with all manner of scholarly tomes. Next to it rested a beautifully-crafted armoire. A small bed, framed in carved oak, filled the left corner. Beside it, a large stained-glass window showered myriad delicate colors across the
