Chapter Seventeen
Politics
The interior of main lodge was as imposing as thought it would be. It seemed the battle lord had a thing for ancient and medieval décor. In one corner next to the fireplace stood a full suit of armor. Large, intricately-stitched tapestries covered the brick walls, and banners hung from the domed ceiling. The most predominant one was the solid gray rectangular one displayed above…
paused. She had never seen a real throne before, but there was no mistaking the high-backed chair with its oversized arm rests and wide seat. The throne was made of metal, complete with elaborate scrollwork on the arms and back. She could see the wall behind it through the serpentine-like pattern. A dark gray pillow covered the seat. All in all, the chair was a masterpiece of artwor
