The Imperial Moff Room: Power, Secrecy, and Design in the Galactic Empire
A chill permeates the air. The polished durasteel displays a stark, unflinching gentle. Earlier than them lies a large, obsidian convention desk, its floor gleaming, totally devoid of heat or welcome. That is no mere workplace house; it’s a stage meticulously crafted to undertaking unwavering authority and to crush any trace of dissent. Welcome to…