Chapter 68. Chains and Chambers

CYRUS

“Behold, the ruler of Iridu, the Great Madurk Cyrus, the undead, the breaker of Dragons, the conqueror, father to two offspring, brother to the council, and husband to Esos, the Historical Queen of Sand and Storms!” Roma’s voice echoes through the four corners of the hall as I sit on the golden throne, on an elevation six steps above everyone gathered there.

An ethereal silence follows as I pass my stare across the gothic-themed enclave. The windows have been blinded with curtains, and lamps, hanging in every corner of the space giving it a yellow hue. The faces of the numerous councilmen sitting on purple king-size sofas in several rows on the lower platform are looking unpleasant. All of them are clad in white flowing raiment, a typical uniform representing their status in society.

Most of them are silver-haired men and women, with long beards, glittering ornaments, and a proud aura around them. Not many words need to be said about their influence in Iridu.