The moment I stepped into my throne room, slowly and steadily, I walked into it. I could see the eyes of my officials all turn my way. They had been waiting for me. Their heads bowed in respect.
I allowed myself to read a few of their minds and could already tell the reason why they were in my throne room, a place where most times I decided to sit alone, thinking to myself how powerful I was.
I walked until I got to the throne chair, so high that I climbed golden rock steps to ascend upon it. My hands touched the sides of the chair made of the purest golden stone, one of the most powerful and wealthiest materials known in Outrus.
After some moments of silence, my gaze went over the ten officials appointed by my kingship. Most of them were older than I was, yet they still stood beneath m
