The servant led them through the familiar corridors, beautifully decorated with ancients arts and historical artifacts. They soon arrived at a private chamber, the doors were guarded by many elite guards who nodded in acknowledgement and quickly opened the doors.
Inside, the chamber was elegantly furnished, with a large table at the centre. King Leonidas stood near a window, looking out at the night sky. Clad in glistening armour, his presence radiated an aura of invincibility of a true king. With a voice like thunder, he wielded great power, controlling the nation and its different factions to his will while striking fear into the hearts of all who opposed him. He turned as they entered, a welcoming smile on his face.
"Welcome, Apollo, Aaron." King Leonidas greeted them warmly, as suddenly he seemed to have become an ordinary uncle. "Have a seat."
