I stood at the head of the great hall, my eyes scanned the gathered court in defeaning silence.
My councilors sat in their respective places, they are shifting uncomfortably and I am sure it was under the weight of my fury.
It was late afternoon when I hav ordered an assemby, my warriors, advisors, noblemen and all of my court councils are here, yet not a single soul dared to speak.
The tension in the air was suffocating, thick with fear and uncertainty.
I was mad.
I was furious.
I was worried.
The lights flickered against the cold stone walls, it casted ominous shadows that danced like specters. The obsidian throne behind me loomed in the background, yet I had no desire to sit.
My fingers flexed at my sides, my jaw clenched so tightly, so much it ached.
I had spent almost a
