Beneath the Living Flame Crystal at the heart of the Throne was a palace. It was normally shuttered most of the time until a True Lord was born among the clans. For the last 70,000 years, it had been full of life as True Lord Helsgath had come into his own.
It had many courtyards for professions, recreation, and training. There were gardens of flame crystals flowing like water and placid lakes with humble pavilions to allow gatherings for the various clans to come together.
The upheaval of the recent times had not passed by but largely left their race alone. Only the latest incident had brought home how vulnerable they were to the Divine Realm attacks.
Yet, the True Lord had called a meeting at the central tower of the palace. The stone seemed alive as the colors of flames shifted beautifully across it.
It was warm to the touch but served its purpose in letting all phoenix clan members to be invigorated by the presence of their True Lord.
