Then it happened.
The massive double doors to the banquet hall opened.
There was a slightly booming echo followed by the creak of the hinges as they opened and it drew all eyes to them. Anthiel was nearing the head of the line when everyone turned to look at the newcomers.
Half a dozen men walked in, arrayed in ceremonial dress armor and carrying weapons too ornate to be used on any battlefield. Their chainmail was painted black and clinked as they walked. A surcoat covered most of their chainmail, and on it was emblazoned a stylized black dragon on a red background. The soldiers were arrayed in perfect formation around their leader.
Ethan shivered when he saw him.
The leader was at least six and a half feet tall and was built like a champion body builder. His robes were regal, elegan
