Authorian paced around in his room, drinking some hot tea as he looked out the window. His eyes were laid at the stage where his son's crowning ceremony was held.
"Damn it, Mordros. It's just as my grandfather said. You would eventually betray me, but I didn't think you would do it by offering our most blessed power to him!"
He slammed his desk, shattering the cup into countless pieces. He then stormed out of the room but then stopped. Standing in the moonlight pouring in from the giant windows was the Twilight Queen.
"Ada-, T-Twilight Queen."
"Looks like your son is dead. I know you must be mourning for him."
Though she said that, she only wore a smile on her face which ticked Authorian off. He knew that the Twilight Queen was an emotionless god-like being that only cared about her own and anyone besides her family was not worth her time. That even included him.
