The grand Hall of Solaris Dominion shimmered brightly with warm torchlight on one side and suffocating tension on the other. It was a towering circular chamber where the proud banners of conquered lands and ancient allied families hung from the high stone ceilings. This was absolutely not a place for simple celebrations. This was a calculating hall where true global power was weighed.
Exactly six people sat high upon massive stone thrones carved deeply with their royal crests, arranged in a semi-circle overlooking the room.
King Raezon Solaris and the powerful representatives of the other five major kingdoms were fully present. Each specific seat reflected the true nature of the kingdom resting upon it. Some arrogant nobles leaned back confident, their sharp eyes scanning the crowded room for weakness. Others sat completely stiff, their knuckles white, their sweaty fingers gripping the cold armrests in unadulterated fear.
