I stepped into the room while holding my breath, not quite sure what I was about to come across.
The room itself was large and empty, the walls were gold and I could not see the floor through the thick mist which looked more like clouds.
At the end of the room sat a large throne faced away from me, I could make out a figure sat on it, but it was too far to see clearly.
Taking yet another gulp of air, I walked toward the chair, Soul not moving from beside the door.
Once I was a few feet from the chair, I stopped.
I could see nothing but the top of a head full of white hair, the hair was long and draped down the sides of the arms.
Upon closer inspection I noticed that the throne was made of silver and it shone so clean that I could see my reflection in the back of it.
I took a moment
