Royal Court, Lower Heaven of the North.
Advik and Shwet followed the mouthy maids and entered the Royal Court after them. The maids placed the food and water near the throne with their heads low. Not even daring to breathe loudly, afraid that even a slight noise might enrage their King. The King lifted his hand up indicating for them to disappear.
The two young maids nodded courteously and scurried out like they had seen some vicious ghosts -
Advik saw the maids run away like that and frowned before his attention was instantly grabbed by the pitiful scene ahead. Shwet's gaze turned colder as he could only stare in front of him.
The King of Lower Heaven of the North was sitting on the throne as he looked down from his seat. He liked that view from his thrown a lot - it made him think he was superior than anyone even more.