After Orpheus accepted to hear Brünhild out, the latter smiled brightly; her smile was breathtaking, and for a moment, he was captivated. Shaking his head, he chuckled before following her.
With the flick of Brünhild's fingers, they were teleported inside a room; it was a throne room; this one was different from the previous one; the previous one paled in comparison to this one majesty; in the middle of the room stood a beautiful giant throne, it was purple. It was beautifully carved with numerous pictures drawn on it. However, there were several cracks on the purple throne. This purple seemed to be from an ancient Era as it emitted a powerful ancient aura, something out of this world.
