A few minutes later, Magnus walked through the familiar and spacious halls towards a pair of large ornate doors. Two guards stood either side, garbed in the uniforms of the royal guards—the king's personal mages.
The two men were stone-faced as he approached, merely nodding slightly in greeting. It seemed that they were already aware he would be meeting with the king at this time.
Without a word, the nearest guard moved forward and clasped the handle of the over sized door, wrenching it open with ease and revealing the throne room large throne room beyond.
A roll of red carpet paved the marble floor, trimmed with gold. Ornate stone pillars were placed on either side, spread evenly through the aisle, creating an extravagant and thoroughly excessive sight.
Magnus' expression remained impassive as he calmly walked through the empty aisle, his eyes focused on the small raised platform whereupon a lavish throne sat.
