All men must serve.
Now, wasn't that a miserable truth?He certainly could find pleasure in his line of servitude.
It tended after all of getting him shot through the arse or beheading corpses of emperors. Still, it held some funny bits that makes you fogot how sour it was.
The court of Scidna was every bit as august and towering as the rumors promised. The architects had done their best to hide the gloomy, sad gray stone of the palace behind heavy silk veils of vibrant red and blue, but the fabric couldn't mask the chill of the place. It was nice enough, Marcus supposed, but he harbored a remarkably low amount of interest in design.
