Chapter 57 My Little Moonlight
- KING THEORON'S POV
- ONE DAY AGO
- The Council Chamber glowed in flickering gold, the torchlight dancing off the cold, black stone walls. Velvet crimson drapes billowed from arched windows as the mountain winds whispered through the ancient palace built for war, ruled by blood. I stood at the head of the obsidian table, hearing the distant echoes of my advisors speaking, but my mind had wandered.