Ethan, dressed in a regal black ceremonial uniform adorned with intricate gold embroidery and military-style buttons, strode confidently down a long crimson carpet that stretched from the towering double doors of the hall to the elevated dais at the far end. His uniform hugged his tall, imposing form with a sharp elegance, the fabric shimmering faintly with embedded runes of authority. Atop his head rested a majestic golden crown, its design echoing the ancient roots of Anbord—a blend of sharp, jagged spires and smooth arcs, symbolizing both dominion and wisdom.