Love stared at the new citizenship card in her hand as she sat at the edge of the large four poster bed. Her designated room in the official barracks of the Helsings was a far cry from the meagre furnishings of the visitor lodgings.
In contrast to the cold steel and white linoleum of the other areas she had passed through within the vast compound, the lodgings had been fashioned for comfort and with the exception of the sliding metal door and electronic lock at its entrance, the rest had been styled with old fashioned décor.
The floors were covered in a soft light beige carpet and the steel walls had been covered with wallpaper of a gold and cream art deco design. The furniture was simplistic but fashioned out of rich dark mahogany.