Rhys left the bustling plaza of the Base City and returned to the quiet solitude of his palace in the Eon Emporium.
The cheers of the hopeful crowd faded behind him, replaced by the silent hum of the formations that kept his city afloat.
He walked through the grand, empty halls, the only sound being the soft echo of his own footsteps on the polished crystal floor.
Sera had gone off to play with the Ashen Behemoth. Seduction had vanished to some unknown corner of the palace, likely bored now that the public spectacle was over.
Rhys was alone with his thoughts, which was exactly what he wanted.
He entered his personal chambers, a large, simple room with a single crystal window that offered a panoramic view of the city.
He stood before the window, his mind replaying the events of the past week.
