A/N: Im playing around with writing styles, so:
Italics with the present tense: flashbacks
Past tense: present tense
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In the hall with golden pillars and maroon curtains, a man stands before the ivory throne with his head hung low.
"My lord… you summoned?" Lam Thanh Van's gaze fixates on the robes that imitate shadows and smoke. He doesn't like gazing into his master's eyes which are studying him in quiet contemplation.
Each time their gazes meet, it eats away at Thanh Van's soul and fills the caverns of his heart with lead.
He knows the man has been irritated lately, deep lines edging between the sword brows and growing only deeper by the day.
"There is trouble brewing." The deep voices say, echoing in the empty hall with a roof so high one can strain their neck and never see the end of it.
