The Kingdom

Benjamin entered the grand throne room with his sword in his hand as his heart beat heavily in his chest. He had run through the castle walls to the place which Adrien had described for him - a large room devoid of light and fashioned out of darkness itself.

There was on the throne a man who sat on the throne in a reclined position, seeming to float in the darkness above him, and relatively unbothered by the disturbance of his guest. This man Benjamin recognized as the reclusive king whom he had seen before attending Eliezer's trial. This was Almast, the glorious king on whom the kingdom in its current form relied.

He looked up at the man as he walked slowly into the heart of the throne room and stood there at the center before him.

'Ramus...'

His heart filled with a flood of emotions.

"Caliphus," came the snide voice of the devil from the floating chair as he pulled himself casually to his feet, "you came."

"Almast," Benjamin replied coldly.