Book Two: The Hall of Forgotten Kings
Chapter 1 – The Keeper of Kings
The man's applause echoed through the endless hall.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
Each clap rolled through the palace like distant thunder.
He stood at the top of a wide staircase carved from moonstone, dressed in black robes embroidered with silver constellations. His long silver hair rested over one shoulder, and although his crimson eyes were unsettling, they held neither hatred nor madness.
Only endless sadness.
He bowed deeply.
"Welcome, Sovereign Luna."
His gaze shifted toward Kael.
"Silver Alpha."
Then toward Draven.
"Black King."
"I am Alaric."
His voice was smooth and calm.
"The Keeper of Kings."
Kael instinctively stepped in front of me.
"Keep your distance."
Alaric smiled faintly.
"You sound e
