"So… how are things now?"
Ralyks was seated on a couch within the vast reception hall of the main building within the Royal Estate. He was such a distinguished individual that the Royal Council considered him more than worthy to be treated with the utmost courtesy.
The entire room sparkled with luxury. The curtains were made of fabrics of the highest order. The same could be said about the carpets and furniture.
Exquisite paintings could be seen in all directions, and the fine decor radiated such pristine elegance that it could only belong to the very top of the social ladder.
Of course, the most expensive kind of chandelier was affixed to the cieling, and the sheer radiance it depicted could make any man shed tears.
The fact that Ralyks was not overwhelmed by this experience simply spoke volume of his character, and how he was probably used to this kind of excessive luxury.
He was clearly unfazed.
