He cautiously crossed the chamber, trying his best not to let his footsteps echo. Yet, no matter how careful he was, the sound reverberated through the vast space, making him wince. After what felt like an eternity, the base of the throne came into view. A dazzling chandelier overhead reflected light onto the gemstones embedded in the throne, making them sparkle brilliantly.
The Emperor, Siegmund, lounged on the throne in a seemingly relaxed posture. Though his demeanor appeared idle, an air of menace surrounded him. The throne itself was a testament to his taste—lavishly adorned with gold and jewels, designed by Siegmund himself to be unparalleled in magnificence.
