"Lord Augsburg is here to see you my Lord," A knight announced. Lord Blackwood, who was seated on the throne seat looked up at the knight, both surprised and angry.
"Your majesty," he corrected.
"Your majesty." The knight repeated after him.
"Let him in," Blackwood said and dismissed the knight with a wave of his hand. He was acting as the king after all. But these days had been a living hell to him. He had turned the palace upside down in effort to find the seal but with no positive results. King Marcus, who knew where it was had opted to remain locked rather than say where it was. But as cunning as Lord Blackwood was, he had a few tricks up his sleeve.
The double doors of the throne hall opened and a man in his mid fifties or so walked in, a smile plastered on his wrinkled face. His hair was raven black and was combed neatly complimenting his face. He had blue eyes just like Marcus and Aria and his face resembled that of Marcus in some way.
