The captain of the knights led them toward the audience hall. A huge wooden doorway with intricate patterns carved on every inch of it stood closed before their eyes.
The captain informed the guards stationed at the door, and with his signal, the door opened without any noise.
Leon and Myra stood right at the entrance, as the captain instructed.
"Please be respectful to His Majesty." He wholeheartedly requested.
Leon looked at him and smiled so politely that it made the captain's spine jolt.
"Do not worry. I will be in my utmost respectful manner."
"Huh?"
Ignoring the captain, Leon took out his specs and wore them again. The scene in front of his eyes cleared.
A long stretched hallway opened before him. On both sides, six high-end cushioned chairs were arranged, leading toward an even higher throne at the end of the room. The inside was well lit by crystal flares hanging from the ceiling.
