She approaches Coldstrom's chambers with dread. Her stomach is tight with apprehension and her feet drag her reluctantly forward.
Finally, she arrives in front of the door and she knocks lightly on it. The guards that are usually there are absent and so she pushes the door in and lets herself in. She follows the pull of power through the waiting chamber and into his attending chamber. In front of the room is a huge throne-like seat and Coldstrom sits on it, looking as regal and icy as a stranger. He stares down at her as she progresses deeper into the chamber towards him, his expression deadly and unreadable. The sound of her shoes against the floor is the onjy sound in the room until she stops at the foot of his throne, looking up at him.
"You called for me." She says, straightening he
