The throne room was adorned with spiraling marble pillars.
The marble pillars curved overhead, arching across the throne room, and once he glanced up, he saw a familiar sight.
On the ceiling, there was a beautiful figure painted in a divine manner.
It was a woman with golden hair, her hands outstretched. She held a white lotus in one hand and a black one in the other.
It was a beautiful painting, but knowing who the painting honored made Rael scoff in annoyance.
They treat her like some sort of goddess, when in reality, she's a greedy manipulator.
Still, that was only the tip of the iceberg, since the figures inside the throne room were nothing short of alarming.
One figure was cloaked in crimson robes, and they held a beautiful white staff resembling the marble that surrounded them.
The other was a tall man who wore nothing but a pair of shorts, his muscles sharply defined.
But despite his massive size, he held a curved sword that was barely two meters long.
