Chapter 1107 – Kings Often Confuse Sovereignty with Immunity
At the same time, in the neutral space between Hell and Heaven.
The chamber had no throne.
That was the first insult.
Kaelmor noticed it the moment he entered. The absence of a throne. The absence of banners. The absence of divine choir or even a decent carpet to make footsteps sound important. The room was simple to the point of offense. White stone floor, gray walls, one long table, eight chairs, two doors, and a ceiling that glowed softly without revealing where the light came from.
Neutral, they called it.
Neutral was what people named a place when neither side trusted the other enough to decorate.
Behind Kaelmor, his assistants stood in a neat line, silent and immaculate, dressed in black formal coats trimmed with blood-red thread.
Across the table stood Heaven.
Celestaria, High Custodian of Progression Paths, wore white and gold so clean it made the room look dirtier by comparison. Her expression was calm.
