The Shadow Hall was prepared for the ceremony by the servants while Annalise remained sleeping on the obsidian table, shadows lurking around her that were linked with Damien's powers as he kept a connection between himself and the woman.
The High Priestess arrived soon, followed by the Queen who had surely heard about their return as soon as they entered the realm. While the former made her way to the obsidian table, the latter headed directly in the direction of the three Dark Lords.
"Mother..."
The three men spoke in unison as they greeted the Queen of the Midnight Realm, their mother.
"Are you sure about this?" The Queen asked as she kept her gaze trained on Damien, her obsidian eyes staring deep into his soul as she wanted to listen to the truth only and she probably found it as her eyes widen for a moment before her expression returned to normal.
