The double doors of the throne room opened and all conversation died down in the room.
All eyes turned towards them as Rosette and Emyr walked in first. Two pillars of the kingdom in the absence of their king. The dragon prince and princess that the whole world feared.
Their platinum hair glimmered under the chandelier as one. And their dark attires were only a symbolism of what was upon them.
Following them, walking in their middle but three steps behind them was Ilaria.
The royal spy, the protector of the Frost Kingdom from the shadows. The woman equipped with every form of death in her petite frame.
Her gown swivelled behind her along the black marbled floor and the silver in her eyes was enough to make them all shiver.
After her were the monarchs of the kingdom.
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