Poof
Supreme General Haros landed on the edge of the mountain, then immediately dropped to his two knees with utmost respect and caution. "Greetings to Your Majesty."
Haros did not dare raise his eyes from the ground before Robin, keeping his head lowered as though even a brief glance might be interpreted as disrespect.
After all, not so long ago, merely a few centuries earlier, Haros had been a Marshal serving within the Great Serpent Empire, offering advice regarding the destruction of Robin, the ruler of a young empire that possessed only four planets and whose name had barely begun to spread throughout the sector.
Back then, he had considered himself superior.
Stronger.
More important.
He had viewed Robin as a promising ruler perhaps, but ultimately one who existed far beneath him in status, influence, experience, and military power.
