Underneath their feet was glittering marble flooring, and above, the ceiling was a baroque-style scene full of naked women with soft breasts and round buttocks, fawning over a large man with a square jawline. Expansive portraits lined the walls, framed with gilded gold frames, lined with gold tassel curtaining. It appeared that most things in the grand hall were tasseled. It was gaudy, outshining Marella’s tasteful embellished furniture and trinkets with garishly poor taste. Extravagant wealth evidently meant that everything that could be gold was gold. If it could be set with jewels, it was set with jewels. An onslaught of the eyes. Draco exuded an unimpressed, bored quality, giving cursory glances to the gaudy styling and tumultuous moving portraits.  