Prince Ivruss sat in a gold carved chair, his simple leather clothing replaced by a heavy leather armor and a silver breastplate with the carving of a dragon. With a simple knock, General Jin Teng announced the arrival of the queen.
A small smile played around the Queen's thin lips as she noticed Prince Ivruss sitting in the gloom. Unable to stop herself, she walked to the man and slowly extended her hand as if to comfort him. But at the last moment, her hand stopped and her nails slowly raked across his face.
