𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝟔𝟹: 𝕻𝖑𝖆𝖌𝖚𝖊 𝟕𝖙𝖍¿
The room was filled with many chandeliers shining their golden glow from it's unimaginably high ceiling, the room was also made with the best of materials, it was the Throne room of the castle.
The throne was made of a fine soft velvet clothing which was also accompanied with gold and diamond ornaments on it. However the throne was not empty, on it sat the king of the mountain.... The master.
He sat prominently on the throne, his long black and white hair falling in waves on his back, his iris were deep blue filled with innate bloodlust. He wore a dark red coat and a dark pair of trousers.
From the sight of him he was deep in thought.
'So many years have passed.... We are finally done.'
He spat a sigh of relief to exhalt the moment of a good job well done.