I stared at the red sun symbol on the mayor's wrist.
The Southern Sea Sun Palace.
Like discovering the villain in chapter three of a mystery novel when you've read the entire book before, I knew exactly what this meant—though I had the distinct disadvantage of being the only one present with such foreknowledge.
The Southern Sea Sun Palace occupied its own island in the Luthadel Sea, which stretched between the Eastern and Southern continents like a vast, watery no-man's-land. It was the southern counterpart to the Northern Sea Ice Palace, which had its own island between the Eastern and Northern continents. Geographical symmetry that would have been poetic if it weren't for the troubling implications.
