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The employer nodded to his employee, and she, with some hesitation, glanced at the walls of the room before returning to the first floor. As Shanaz entered the room, she found herself surrounded by various photographs of a rather specific nature.
It couldn't be said that such works were particularly rare among "artists" and connoisseurs of art in the girl's homeland, although they usually took the form of paintings or statues. She had seen similar things before, and not just once. The surprise, however, was discovering something like this here—in the very heart of Lungwort. As far as Shanaz knew, the Arterian countries were characterized by more strict morals, and things of such explicit content were not particularly popular there. Apparently, either this information was not entirely accurate, or Mr. Scabiosa did not share the generally accepted views. In any case, the content of his collection aroused more interest in the Heckelian than shock—her employer was definitely a very interesting person.Author