When we speak of brothels, we may speak of finished basements under an inn which stretch out from wall to wall with red fabric and glittering jewels, or perhaps we speak of tall structures built to last which have secret exits to protect those working inside. The kinds of places where magic is interwoven with incredible experiences and where the building is as much a fortress as a gorgeous statement of excess. The drapes and curtains are laced with magic, to hide detection all through the building. The floorboards hide a portal to safety should trouble come knocking. The sweet scents from candles subtly fill one's mind with the idea of spending more coin and time in this place. The cloak of the proprietor signifies more than status; it represents power and protection, a constant sign that those that work in these walls will be safe here. A brothel is also a place where one might find the ultimate vanity, where a mirror that can reflect multiple lives has consumed many victims. A brothel is not only a place of pleasure and joy, it’s also one of great mystery and incredible magic.
- from the publisher's blurb