The heavy silver crown rested comfortably upon Kai's dark hair as he looked out over the conquered capital of Helios from the high throne room balcony.
The massive, sprawling city lay quiet and submissive beneath the pale northern moonlight, its ancient golden fires thoroughly smothered by the creeping frost of his unyielding domain.
Zara the Unbroken remained kneeling on the frosted marble floor of the ruined grand hall, her amber eyes burning with fierce ambition and deep, genuine respect.
"Take your seasoned lieutenants and secure the Imperial Treasury," Kai commanded her softly, his deep voice echoing through the frozen, silent space.
"Lock down the solar armories and ensure the surviving Dawnguard officers are stripped of their ranks before they are locked in the holding cells."
"As you command, my King," Zara purred, rising fluidly to her feet with the grace of a seasoned predator.
